The Wistful Skyline

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The rivet gun hissed, a sharp, metallic exhalation that cut through the damp chill of the morning, and I held the bolt tight against the iron flange, feeling the vibration travel up my forearm and settle deep in the marrow of my wrist. The smell of hot oil and rusted steel hung heavy in the air, a cloying scent that seemed to coat the back of my throat, and I watched the joint tighten with the...

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