Report, if you have a problem with this page“ As they walked, it seemed almost every building had some similar contrivance as decoration, adorning the street in a cacophony of clangs, bangs and whirs. The street’s surroundings danced with steam and smoke, the scent of oil and grease its perfume. ”
A.F. Stewart
From : Mechanized Masterpieces: a Steampunk Anthology
