Above the vast metropolis the metallic orb hovers; all is silent, nothing else moves. Then, as it passes over a large white building, the orb picks up a transmission:
“Welcome to St Paul’s Cathedral, see my fair and sturdy columns, deft entablature and ornate pediments. Behold the majestic symmetry of my colossal dome, cruelly broken by a grievous wound; in my guts still lies the unexploded ordnance. My splendid interiors are well preserved and provide ample testament to the importance of my unknown former purpose.
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