The Wistful Skyline

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The ink on the ledger had barely dried before the cold seeped through the wool of my coat, a physical weight that seemed to settle in the marrow of my bones as I stood before the great oak doors of the Sterling Industrial Trust. It was the year of the great expansion, when the city groaned under the burden of its own ambition, when smokestacks pierced the sky like iron fingers demanding the...

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