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... p> Opening his eyes, Bologue lazily crawled out of bed, yawning widely as he looked outside the window, still the same familiar view.
Thick smoke spewed from the factory, pouring into the sky, a gray haze through which not a single ray could penetrate.
This was the norm of Opus, the advancement of industrialization brought factories all over the city, with the ominous clatter of steel and poisonous smog coexisting with the city.
Outside the window was the noise of machine ...
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