An arc of iron over us, always leaning above the cold leaden-green flow of river lapping endlessly at the gravel scatter shore. Firstly visible and then tide smothered daily, yet offering transit. The climb is all smooth steps stone foot-fall worn into waved depressions by so many other journeys to the stretch and view of …
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