The Micro-Prison

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The Micro-Prison

The world was a smudge of grey and brown. Morris lived in a crawlspace between two rusted iron beams, in a city built from the discarded scraps of a world that had forgotten how to breathe. Here, in the Micro-Era, the sky was a ceiling of damp concrete, and the rain was a series of catastrophic floods that smelled of old oil and ozone. Morris was a scavenger. His job was to crawl through the...

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