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... > It came from bureaucracy.
Phillip learned this on a cold morning in Whitehall, when the carriage stopped not at the Admiralty or Parliament, but before a narrower building whose brass plaque read Telegraph Commission – Temporary Offices.
Temporary in name only. Already, clerks moved through its halls with purpose. Desks crowded the corridors. Message slips lay stacked in wooden trays. The faint, irregular clicking of sounders leaked through half-closed doors, stitching the buil ...
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