The Distant Metropolis

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The snow in the Rockies did not fall so much as it invaded, a white static that erased the horizon and reduced the world to a radius of ten feet. Elias Thorne stood alone in the clearing, his breath hanging in the air like a ghost that refused to dissipate. He was forty-five years old, a border patrol agent with twenty years of service, and he was dying of lung cancer that the medical reports...

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