The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

You carry the jar. It is heavy. The glass is thick. The contents are pale. They pulse. You do not look at them. You look at the road. The road is long. It is gray. It is wet. You walk. Your boots are wet. Your hands are cold. The jar burns your palms. You hold it tighter. The city rises. It is stone. It is old. It is hungry. You are a maker of things. You are a man of craft. You build clocks....

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