The Distant Metropolis

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The wall in my dream was not made of stone, but of compressed time, a grey and crumbling barrier that stretched across a landscape of rusted iron and soot, and every time I struck it with my fist, it did not break but merely absorbed the impact, leaving my hand numb and my spirit heavier than before. I woke in the narrow bed of the Leeds Grand Hotel, the gaslight sputtering in the brass sconce,...

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