The Distant Metropolis

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The leather of the satchel had worn thin at the corners, the black varnish flaking off like dead skin to reveal a pale, fibrous tan beneath. I held it in my lap, my fingers tracing the frayed edges where the stitching had begun to give way, feeling the rough texture against my calloused palms. It was a small thing, no larger than a loaf of bread, yet it felt heavy with the weight of every...

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