The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

The train pulled out of the station with a low, mournful whistle that seemed to vibrate in the marrow of Arthur Penhaligon’s bones. He did not look back at the platform where his colleagues stood in their grey wool coats, their faces obscured by the swirling November fog. He knew they were watching him, not with sympathy, but with the cold, clinical detachment of men observing a specimen that...

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