The Distant Metropolis

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The rain does not fall; it is deposited, a fine, gray silt that coats the windshield of your sedan in a thin, opaque film. You are driving north, away from the city that has become a wound in your mind, away from the office where the fluorescent lights hummed with the frequency of your own failing pulse. The radio is off. The silence in the car is not empty but heavy, pressurized, filled with...

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