The Distant Threshold

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The champagne is warm. It tastes of copper and old pennies. You are standing in the center of the ballroom, surrounded by the shimmering, suffocating heat of two hundred bodies. The air is thick with perfume and fear. You are Dr. Julian Vane. You are the mind behind the algorithm that maps the collapse of civilizations. You are here to sell the patent. You are here to win. The music is a low,...

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