The Distant Metropolis

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2026-08-25 09:52:16 -

The city rose before him like a cathedral of forgetting, spires of glass and steel piercing the low cloud ceiling as though some giant child had thrust a handful of pencils skyward and expected them never to fall. Henry Ashworth stood on the observation deck of the Mercantile Tower, forty-six floors above a pavement that had long ago surrendered its name to GPS coordinates and neon. He was...

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