The Distant Metropolis

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The rain in London doesn't fall. It arrives. Eleanor Voss stood at the window of her third-floor flat on Pimlico Road and watched the evening dissolve into the sort of grey that only the Thames can manufacture. Somewhere below, a bus hissed past on wet tarmac, its brakes singing the single note that had become the soundtrack to eleven months of silence. Eleven months. Marguerite had always said...

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