The Faded Apartment

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The air in the workshop tasted of copper and old dust, a metallic tang that coated the back of your throat and refused to leave. You sat hunched over the workbench, the lamplight catching the fine scratches on the silver surface of the clock face you were restoring. It was a piece of considerable worth, a masterpiece of early industrial ingenuity, but to you, it was merely a problem of gears...

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