The Distant Metropolis

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The banquet hall of the Ashworth estate was a cavern of gold leaf and stagnant air, where the chandeliers hung like frozen waterfalls of crystal, casting a light that was less illumination and more a kind of heavy, liquid pressure that pressed down upon the guests’ shoulders and forced them into a posture of rigid, silent submission. I stood near the base of the grand piano, my fingers tracing...

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