The Distant Cartograph

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The rain hits the cobblestones of Harrow Lane with a rhythmic, indifferent percussion, a sound that has become the heartbeat of your existence for the last three weeks. You are kneeling in the mud, your knees sinking into the cold, wet earth, the fabric of your trousers darkening as it absorbs the grime of the city. The gas lamps overhead buzz with a faint, electric hum, their yellow light...

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