The Distant Metropolis

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The glass arrived at four in the morning, a shipment that smelled of ozone and old copper, and you knew before you even cut the tape that something was wrong. Elias Thorne, forty-two, a master glazier whose hands were mapped with the white scars of a decade spent in the high-rise’s skeletal frame, stood alone in the central oculus of the Meridian Tower, the city sprawling below him like a...

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