The Wistful Skyline

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The hum began not as a sound but as a vibration in the fillings of my teeth, a low, resonant thrum that seemed to rise from the floorboards of the basement archive and settle deep in my sternum. I had been working the night shift for three years at the municipal library, a tenure built on the quiet, unglamorous labor of cataloging forgotten papers, but that night, as I opened the leather-bound...

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