The Distant Metropolis

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The cold bit into my ribs, a sharp, metallic taste that I knew well, not from the weather, which was merely damp and gray, but from the iron of the weapon in my hand as I grappled with the shapeless mass pressing against the door, the air in this sealed, windowless room thick with the scent of ozone and old blood, the walls humming with a low, subsonic frequency that vibrated in my teeth and...

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