For all of the quasi-rural charm of much of its strange topography, Horsingdon is never far-removed from the intrusion of industrialised modernity which, in turn, one often discovers to be feeding off those primordial, occult forces which permeate its landscape: a case in point being the twisted steel monstrosity that is this Ministry installation - alive with the sinister thrum of eldritch technologies - which here dominates a portion of the Horsingdon skyline.
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