The Distant Metropolis

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The rain in this city does not fall so much as it hangs, a gray, suspended curtain that blurs the edges of the skyline into a smear of wet concrete and glass. You are Elias Thorne, forty-two, and you are standing in the lobby of the Meridian Tower, the wind howling against the double doors, while your phone sits silent in your pocket, a cold brick of bad news. You want the signature. You need...

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