The Distant Affair

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The banquet hall of the Ironworks in Bristol did not smell of roasting pork or spiced wine, as the invitations had promised, but of ozone, wet ash, and the metallic tang of blood that seemed to seep from the very brickwork, a pervasive, industrial stench that coated the tongue and settled in the lungs, a reminder that this was not a place of leisure but a machine for the processing of human...

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