The Distant Metropolis

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The dream was always the same, a sprawling metropolis constructed not of stone or steel but of rotting fruit, its skyscrapers swollen with the purple flesh of overripe plums and the yellow, weeping skin of bananas that had left the ripening stage by weeks. Elias Thorne woke with the taste of ozone and bruised sugar on his tongue, the air in his small apartment thick with the humidity of a...

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