The Distant Machine

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The mirror in the bathroom was cracked. It started at the top left corner. A thin, white spiderweb. Then a second fracture. Then a third. By the time Martin finished shaving, the glass was a constellation of broken light. He stared at his reflection. It was distorted. His nose looked longer. His eyes seemed to sink into the sockets. "Still there, are we?" he said to the glass. His voice sounded...

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