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... a and ozone—was replaced within three days by the heavy, salt-crusted air of the Western coast. Port Meridian didn’t look like a city of the future; it looked like a place that had been forgotten by time and then partially reclaimed by the tide. The buildings were hunched things of barnacle-encrusted stone, leaning against one another as if exhausted by the constant battering of the Glistening Sea. But beneath the decay, I could feel it. The ground here didn’t just hum; it throbbed with a rhythm ...
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