The Analog Sanctuary
The world had become a shimmering ghost. By 2050, the "Great Migration" had occurred—billions of consciousnesses uploaded into the Ether, a digital heaven of infinite pleasure and zero friction. The physical world was left to the "Hollows," the few who had refused the upload or whose minds were incompatible with the code. Marcus was a Hollow. He lived in a shack made of rusted corrugated iron...
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