The Distant Metropolis

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2026-08-20 02:19:10 -

The rain had been falling on the city for three days, a relentless, gray curtain that turned the streets into slick mirrors reflecting the neon bleed of the advertisements overhead. You sat in the center of the room, your back against the cold brick of the window, and you held the coat. It was a heavy thing, wool and leather, stained with the memory of smoke and the particular, metallic scent...

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