The Golden Circuit
The fluorescent lights of the sub-basement hummed with a frequency that I felt in my teeth, a low, electric drone that had become the soundtrack to my existence. I sat in the blue glow of three monitors, the air conditioning failing to cut the damp chill that seeped through the concrete floor. My fingers, stained with the residue of solder and thermal paste, moved with a mechanical precision...
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