Entropy Berlin
James Donovan sat in his apartment in West Berlin, watching the snow fall across the border into East Berlin and trying to remember who he was, because with each passing week the information was degrading, the memories were becoming corrupted, the edges of his identity were blurring like a photocopy of a photocopy of a photocopy, and he could feel the entropy increasing, the disorder growing,...
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