The Distant Metropolis

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I woke with the taste of iron and old blood on my tongue, a metallic tang that seemed to seep up from the very marrow of my bones, and I lay there for a long time in the darkness of the cell, listening to the rhythmic dripping of water from the cracked stone ceiling which marked the slow, indifferent passage of hours that felt as heavy and viscous as molten lead. The air in this place, deep...

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