The Dialogue of the Displaced
"Tell me, Dr. Chen, do you believe that a man can truly know himself if he knows everything there is to know about everyone else?" Edward Harlowe leaned back in the white plastic chair, his eyes tracking the subtle flicker of the neural interface in Chen's iris. They were in the common room of St. Augustine's, a space designed for 'cognitive stabilization', which in reality meant a place where...
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