The Commute to Zero
Mark's morning routine was a sequence of precise, unremarkable actions. Wake up at 6:15. Shower. Black coffee. The 8:12 train to Grand Central. He lived his life in the margins of a spreadsheet, a mid-level analyst in a firm that traded in "risk mitigation." The first anomaly happened on a Tuesday. Mark noticed that his toothbrush had become impossibly thin. When he looked at it from the side,...
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