The Price of a Second
(New York Modernism Style) The deal was struck in a sterile white room in Midtown. No contracts, no lawyers, just a small blue pill and a verbal agreement. "One year of life," the technician had said, "in exchange for one human function. Randomly selected. No exceptions." Julian was thirty-four and terrified of the void. He took the pill. The first year was a miracle. He felt a surge of energy...
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