The Rebellion of Crumbs
The city was a grey monolith of concrete and glass, a place where the sun was a theoretical concept and the wind always smelled of ozone and wet pavement. Julian lived in a cubicle, worked in a cubicle, and slept in a room that was essentially a larger cubicle. He was a man of absolute precision, a data analyst who lived his life by a strict set of optimized routines. Every day at 12:15 PM,...
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