The Poetry Lab
Beatrice Liu knew this because she had read the first hundred and told Julian Cross exactly what she was going to tell him about the next four million: they were all perfect and therefore worthless. "It's like finding a diamond," she told him. "Except the diamond is made of glass and cut by a machine that doesn't know what a diamond is." Julian sat in his white office and listened. He had...
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