The Shard rose like a spire of carved ice above the south bank of the Thames, piercing the London night sky at over a thousand feet. On the open-air viewing terrace of the seventy-second floor, the city below was transformed into a breathtaking constellation of human life. The River Thames curved like a ribbon of dark silk, illuminated by the floodlit arches of Tower Bridge and the distant glow of…
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