The Distant Metropolis

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The air in the refinery district hung heavy with the scent of sulfur and hot iron, a metallic tang that coated the back of the throat and settled into the lungs like fine, invisible dust. It was a city of gears and pistons, of towering smokestacks that bled grey plumes into the perpetual overcast, and I stood at the center of it, a child of the machine, my small hands stained with the soot that...

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