The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The dome city of Al-Nil hummed with the low, electric thrum of its life support, a sound that had become so constant it was indistinguishable from silence to those born within its curved, printed walls. Outside the glass, the Nile stretched out, brown and sluggish, the waterline receding inch by inch as the acid in the soil slowly, painfully, began to neutralize. Khalid Barakat stood in the...

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