The Wistful Incense

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The air in the pneumatic dispatch chamber of the Whitmore Industrial Foundry did not smell of iron or coal, as one might expect, but of ozone and old, dried lavender. It was a scent that hung in the thick, vibrating atmosphere like a ghost refusing to dissipate, a subtle chemical marker of the strange machinery that hummed in the sub-basements. Arthur Penhaligon, a senior technician in the...

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