The Distant Machine

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March 12, 2024 "Thomas, the forms are on the desk." I looked up from the blueprints spread across the kitchen table. The ink was still wet, a dark stain in the pale morning light. I am forty-two years old, a structural engineer who has spent two decades calculating the weight of other people’s roofs, and now I find I cannot calculate the weight of my own home. The house, a Victorian monstrosity...

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