The Distant Metropolis

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The hum of the server racks in the basement was not a sound but a pressure, a low-frequency vibration that Margaret felt in the marrow of her shins and the base of her skull, a constant, subliminal assertion that the data was alive, that the algorithm was breathing, that the system was watching and judging and calculating the precise vector of her decay. She stood before the main terminal, her...

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