The Faded Frequency

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Who was I to decide which side of the wire held the truth? The fence gave way at four in the morning. I heard the snap before I saw the gap, a dry crack like a knuckle breaking in the cold. By the time I reached the sector line, the iron mesh was twisted into a knot that defied repair. The wind off the Tagus was sharp enough to cut the skin on my knuckles. I walked the perimeter, my boots...

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