The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The rebar was cold, heavy, and slick with condensation, weighing perhaps forty pounds in my left hand as I dragged it across the shattered bed of the aqueduct. I am Elias Thorne, a structural engineer of forty-two years, and I am writing this down because the air here tastes of iron and ozone, and because the time is October fourteenth, nineteen eighty-four, and the city is dying. The central...

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