The Distant Metropolis

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The beam did not fall; it descended with the slow, deliberate grace of a judge lowering a gavel. Elias Thorne looked up from the rubble, his concrete-dusted suit torn at the shoulder, and watched the steel girder settle into the atrium floor. He was forty-two years old, a structural engineer who had spent two decades ensuring that buildings stood, and now he was watching one die. The sound was...

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