The Slowly Dimming Headlights
The first thing to go was the music. The Chevrolet's radio had always been temperamental—it was a 1967 model, after all, with vacuum tubes that predated the moon landing—but in the weeks after the integration of the brain, it began to produce sounds that were not music at all. Snatches of conversation. The sound of a woman laughing. A voice, young and urgent, saying "Dad, watch this" in the...
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