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Rimeport.   With its glittering spires, festering slums and misty, icy streets, Rimeport is what London could have been if it had been in a terrible train accident on the Arctic Circle Line, smashed between the intercity express from Victorian 1870 and the ponderous coal train from 1948 Chicago.   Here, the windows are double-glazed, with sodium yellow streetlights strafing in through dusty blinds. Roofs are steep and slick, doors and walls are braced against the weight of thick, damp snow. Boots are spiked as a matter of course.   The nation of Linnadeigh rose as the early snows of the new ice age fell.


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