The Distant Journey

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The train shuddered as it pulled into the station, a groaning beast of iron and coal smoke that smelled of wet wool and old fear. I stepped onto the platform with the rhythmic, heavy tread of a man who has walked too far and carries too much. My coat was buttoned to the chin, the wool damp from the mist that clung to the industrial district like a shroud. In my left hand, I gripped the handle...

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