The Distant Metropolis

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The brass inkwell sat on the center of my desk, a small, tarnished star in a constellation of dust and despair, and I watched the light from the gas lamp twist around its curved shoulders until the metal looked less like a writing instrument and more like a wound that had been cauterized with copper wire. It was a Tuesday in November, the kind of day where the fog in Ashford does not merely...

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