The Distant Affair

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The iron lungs of the city breathed a grey, perpetual mist into the corridors of the Old Ministry, a structure that had swallowed the ambitions of three generations of civil servants and exhaled only the dry, brittle scent of parchment and decay. Arthur Penhaligon moved through the lower archives with the heavy, deliberate gait of a man carrying a weight that had no physical form, his footsteps...

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