The Wistful Throne

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The locomotive shudders against its iron track, a mechanical beast coughing out black breath into the pale, indifferent dawn, and you sit in the third-class carriage, your hands resting on your knees, the skin of your palms slick with a sweat that has nothing to do with the cold draft seeping through the window, for you are a man who has learned to ignore the temperature of the air, a man who...

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