The Distant Metropolis

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The sky did not turn red, nor did the ground shake with the violence of a collapsing earth, but the air in the factory floor of the Whitmore Ironworks turned thick and sour, a metallic taste coating the tongues of every man who stood there, as if the atmosphere itself had been scraped raw by the grinding gears of a machine that had run too long without oil. Thomas Bradshaw stood at the center...

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