The Distant Machine

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14th October, 1892. I have counted the hours since I last heard the tick. It has been three days, forty-one hours, and twelve minutes, measured by the pendulum of the shop’s grandfather clock, which I have stopped to silence the room. The silence is not empty; it is heavy, a physical weight pressing against my eardrums, a pressure that makes my teeth ache. I write this to you, Julian, not as a...

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