The Infinite Reflection
Julian Ashworth stood in the server room of the MIRROR facility and watched the quantum processors hum. The room was kept at exactly forty degrees Fahrenheit, lit by the cold blue glow of a thousand processing units, each one containing a quantum core the size of a grain of sand. He had designed those cores. He had written the algorithms that allowed them to simulate reality at the atomic...
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