The Tiny Tomorrow

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The Tiny Tomorrow

The last jazz club in Pittsburgh closed at two in the morning, but Clara Whitmore sat in the back booth until four, nursing a whiskey that had gone warm an hour ago. On the stage, a pianist named Bobby Hale played something that sounded like a prayer in a language Clara had invented and then forgotten. She was thirty-two years old and she had invented a way to shrink human beings by a factor of...

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