The Wistful Skyline

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The mist that rolled in from the Thames each morning did not smell of water, but of old copper and wet ash, a scent that clung to the wool of Arthur Penhaligon’s coat and settled deep in the marrow of his bones. He was a creature of the margins, a man who had been born with the wrong kind of hunger in his belly, a hunger that no amount of bread or broth could ever quite satisfy. In the rigid,...

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