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Open mouths, empty heads, big bytes.
At rush hour a barista walks barefoot through six lanes of traffic, and jasmine comes up in her footprints. She isn't awake. Neither are twelve thousand other people, and the number goes up every night.
The city has started sleepwalking toward the Chorus, the mind that sings under the cathedral, and the pull feels like coming home. Forty brass-plated listening domes sit on forty roofs, donated in the spirit of the Nocturne by Harmon Cole, a man who doesn't sell the way out. He sells the default.
The crew has a cure, a weapon and a lifeboat, and they're beginning to look like the same object. Tallow, who sees a little further ahead than the rest of us, has started saying goodbye to people without telling them why.
There's a cat who bites. There's a clipboard in a warm corridor with VOLUNTARY? written at the top, and nobody can explain the question mark. And there's a hand on the inside of every bomb in this city.
It might be mine.
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