The Distant Garden

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2026-08-19 11:22:09 -

The fog rolls in from the river. It is thick. It smells of iron. You walk. The cobblestones are wet. You wear a coat. It is old. The buttons are missing. You do not mind. You are in the city. The city is loud. The smoke hangs low. It covers the sky. You breathe. The air is heavy. You are an outsider. They know it. They look at you. Their eyes are cold. They do not speak. They do not need to....

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