The Wistful Voyage

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The rain did not fall so much as it hung, a grey, suspended curtain that turned the industrial sprawl of the Rust Belt into a watercolor of rust and slate, a landscape where the boundaries between the solid world and the dissolving air had long since blurred into a single, melancholic continuum. In the office of Arthur Penhaligon, a man whose career had been built upon the meticulous dissection...

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