The Patch
I The card appeared in Danny Morrison's delivery bag on a Wednesday in March 2035. It was black, thick stock, no logo. One line of text in small white letters: Life patch. Twenty years. Thirty dollars. He was thirty-four, a food delivery courier in the South Side of Chicago, and he had been delivering food to the same buildings for four years. He knew which doors to knock on, which tenants...
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