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Nanoscale I. The rain in Neo-Shenzhen doesn't fall so much as materialize—appearing in mid-air like bad code, condensing from the humidity into acid needles that dissolve anything they touch. I was standing under a flickering neon sign at the corner of Sector 4 and the Undercity when it spoke to me for the first time. _We know who you are, Rex._ The voice came from my left arm. I didn't flinch....
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