The Glitch in Reality
I work in the 42nd floor of a glass tower in Midtown, a place where time is measured in milliseconds and success is measured in basis points. My life was a series of optimized routines until the Day of the Static. It started with a sneeze. I sneezed, and for a fraction of a second, the world flickered. I felt a tug in my gut, and suddenly, I was ten seconds in the past. I didn't think much of...
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