The Distant Cartograph

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You are standing in the middle of the street in the rain, and you are screaming, not because you are angry, but because the noise inside your head has finally become louder than the traffic, the sirens, and the wet, hissing tires of the cars that are swerving around you like sharks circling a wounded whale. The city of Harrowgate is gray and soot-stained, a place where the air tastes of coal...

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