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I got a new camera

because mine is getting old and the crude lens is going out of vogue. The new one allows me to capture raw light inside the accelerator and graphically reconstruct it as a view of the outside. For now, enjoy one last cherished photo of our sun and all you other stars.

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1.2.5

Addy tip-toed down the stairs from the second floor tightening his tie, his wooden soles betraying him, but if she heard, she didn’t look.

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How would you know you’d been seduced once you were enjoying it?

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1.2.4

She pushed last night’s empty cocktails to the side with her glass, rose, drew two scoops of ice cream into a coffee mug, sat upstairs at the streaky kitchen window and ate breakfast.

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HAWAII94 | RE@L1TY

There’s an isolated inlet by a turquoise, morning ocean somewhere in hawaii. No one is there. Instead, the saline body laps against the shoreline. Seaweed sways with the low frequencies. Beach weeds and palm trees tickle back the waves of salt air. I assume as much. I’ve never been to any sort of place on

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1.2.3

I want some sight or sound like I’m hungry, she thought, for a sad song or something to make me smile—the smells down here are sickening.

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Do you get hemorrhoids on your optic nerve from the constant strain that accompanies the diet of a fratboy?

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1.2.2

Evelyn ran her finger across razor bumps on her thigh, mopping up the thin bead of sweat where the sunlight kissed her as the smell of freezer burn wafted up from the surface of her Beefeater’s as the ice melted.

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The silos at the terminal

store all the residual energy that is thrown off all movement in the interspace. The latent energy works like stored pressure to gather and release momentum into the wires and keep the sectors spinning in perpetual motion. If all inputs were to stop, the silos could continue releasing energy in perpetuity powered simply by the

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1.2.1

“Think,” she said aloud, startled by the sudden command as though it came from outside the basement window, while the flecks of dust hovered, small moons in the rays of warm morning light.

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