The Superposition of a Single Note
Ellis Johnson existed in a state of quantum superposition. To the patrons of the French Quarter bar, he was a blind pianist, a local fixture who played the blues with a haunting precision. To himself, he was a traveler moving through a thousand parallel versions of the same night. Every time he struck a key, he felt the ripple effect across these alternate realities—in one, the bar was empty;...
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