The Distant Nightmare
The glass facade of the Meridian Institute for Cognitive Architecture did not merely reflect the grey, bruised sky of London; it seemed to absorb the light, trapping the photons in a cold, crystalline prison that mirrored the rigid, unyielding structure of the algorithms you had spent three decades perfecting. You stand in the atrium, alone in the early morning before the administrative drones...
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