Patrick LeifsonA city will wear you like a pair of old cowhide boots. Your feet slip in, comfortably, since their caresses have worn in the leather just so, and now they are a part of you. Such thoughts preoccupied Pat Garrett as his train rolled into Montreal Central Station.
Alexander ReeveCongratulations! You won, you did it, you have everything. Literally everything. Turns out unlimited growth works when there are no checks and balances to stop it. Well, for a while, right? You made The Company. The one that owns everything because you just bought everything until there was no competition. For decades you were able to just build and grow and acquire everything in the world.
Kristina WarlenExit moved in silence through the black zone. The road beneath his boots was fractured and blistered from a century of stress fractures, chemical erosion, and neglect. Every surface held the residue of failure. Surveillance nodes blinked faintly in the walls above him. Pale red eyes stared from cracked housing. They still tracked motion and still read heat. Power to the district had been cut hours ago. The Network never really died. It idled, quiet and watchful. It waited for patterns to reestablish.
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AZATonight, my pals are meeting to watch movies. Yup. That ancient stuff. Flickering screens. Glowing pixels in the dark. Eyes wide, and hearts racing. Sometimes laughter. Sometimes gasps. Priceless experience most people of this era never felt. Not that they’d refuse—just something they haven’t even heard about.
