“That’s what they’re calling you now. The northern or upper hemisphere turns. These buildings. The squirrels and birds in the branches sense deeper forest behind them, not a brick wall.
A vinyl backpack crouched on the ground by her feet. I wish I could unwrite what happened, but I’m forever tied. The leaf there doesn’t know what that leaf on the other side is doing. But no databases, no spies … you can do what you like, and so long as you don’t infringe upon somebody else’s freedoms, they’ll leave you alone.
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