The Wistful Skyline

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The soup was cold, a thick, gelatinous sludge of mutton and root vegetables that had set into a pale, opaque block in the ceramic bowl, mirroring the way the afternoon light had solidified against the grimy windowpane of the factory canteen. Thomas sat at the far end of the long table, his elbows tucked tight against his ribs, staring at the congealed surface as if it were a map of a country he...

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