You'd love a bit of pomp: that way in later years you might invoke end-of-empire ghosts. — China Miéville, Embassytown
You'd love a bit of pomp: that way in later years you might invoke end-of-empire ghosts. — China Miéville, Embassytown
You'd love a bit of pomp: that way in later years you might invoke end-of-empire ghosts. — China Miéville, Embassytown
You'd love a bit of pomp: that way in later years you might invoke end-of-empire ghosts. — China Miéville, Embassytown
You'd love a bit of pomp: that way in later years you might invoke end-of-empire ghosts. — China Miéville, Embassytown
You'd love a bit of pomp: that way in later years you might invoke end-of-empire ghosts. — China Miéville, Embassytown
You'd love a bit of pomp: that way in later years you might invoke end-of-empire ghosts. — China Miéville, Embassytown
You'd love a bit of pomp: that way in later years you might invoke end-of-empire ghosts. — China Miéville, Embassytown
You'd love a bit of pomp: that way in later years you might invoke end-of-empire ghosts. — China Miéville, Embassytown
You'd love a bit of pomp: that way in later years you might invoke end-of-empire ghosts. — China Miéville, Embassytown
You'd love a bit of pomp: that way in later years you might invoke end-of-empire ghosts. — China Miéville, Embassytown
You'd love a bit of pomp: that way in later years you might invoke end-of-empire ghosts. — China Miéville, Embassytown
You'd love a bit of pomp: that way in later years you might invoke end-of-empire ghosts. — China Miéville, Embassytown
You'd love a bit of pomp: that way in later years you might invoke end-of-empire ghosts. — China Miéville, Embassytown
You'd love a bit of pomp: that way in later years you might invoke end-of-empire ghosts. — China Miéville, Embassytown
You'd love a bit of pomp: that way in later years you might invoke end-of-empire ghosts. — China Miéville, Embassytown
You'd love a bit of pomp: that way in later years you might invoke end-of-empire ghosts. — China Miéville, Embassytown
You'd love a bit of pomp: that way in later years you might invoke end-of-empire ghosts. — China Miéville, Embassytown
You'd love a bit of pomp: that way in later years you might invoke end-of-empire ghosts. — China Miéville, Embassytown
You'd love a bit of pomp: that way in later years you might invoke end-of-empire ghosts. — China Miéville, Embassytown
You'd love a bit of pomp: that way in later years you might invoke end-of-empire ghosts. — China Miéville, Embassytown
You'd love a bit of pomp: that way in later years you might invoke end-of-empire ghosts. — China Miéville, Embassytown
You'd love a bit of pomp: that way in later years you might invoke end-of-empire ghosts. — China Miéville, Embassytown
You'd love a bit of pomp: that way in later years you might invoke end-of-empire ghosts. — China Miéville, Embassytown
You'd love a bit of pomp: that way in later years you might invoke end-of-empire ghosts. — China Miéville, Embassytown
You'd love a bit of pomp: that way in later years you might invoke end-of-empire ghosts. — China Miéville, Embassytown
You'd love a bit of pomp: that way in later years you might invoke end-of-empire ghosts. — China Miéville, Embassytown
You'd love a bit of pomp: that way in later years you might invoke end-of-empire ghosts. — China Miéville, Embassytown
You'd love a bit of pomp: that way in later years you might invoke end-of-empire ghosts. — China Miéville, Embassytown
You'd love a bit of pomp: that way in later years you might invoke end-of-empire ghosts. — China Miéville, Embassytown
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You'd love a bit of pomp: that way in later years you might invoke end-of-empire ghosts.

— China Miéville, Embassytown
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