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It began with an abduction. At 4:16 am, deep in the unruly dreams of a wine drunk REM sleep, Flora Rodriguez began to dissipate from reality, mid-snore. From her humble bungalow in Southern Costa Rica, the forty-three-year-old woman (fifty-eight if you were to somehow able to wrestle her ID away from her) was signed, sealed, and delivered to a Quasian star ship, tens of billions of light years away. Her atoms rematerialized in a crystaline tube and, thank Dios, her thrifted pink silk nightgown rematerialized too. Crust...
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Looking back, it was inevitable that the pigeons would rise up against us. Of course, they would! I’m not sure how we ever thought that wouldn’t be the case. Human historians in 200 years, if they are still around, will see our actions as folly, our thoughts as simplistic, our uncertainties as certainties. Time will tell the story, as they say. Everything always led to this place. Pigeon pre-destination. There’s no one to blame really, besides old men in parks and city sanitation departments. I lie awake at night, thinking – if only Howard ...
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