The Distant Garden

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The static in my head sounded like a dial-up modem screaming into a void that had no end, a digital shriek that felt less like noise and more like the physical tearing of my own neural pathways. I stood on the wet asphalt of the rain-slicked intersection in Seattle, the steam from the grates rising in ghostly, translucent columns that curled around my tactical boots. The air smelled of ozone,...

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