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It’s 2118, June 3. My eyes see colors that never existed in my vocabulary before. The sheen and glow of ions coruscate off my metal and foam shell. I am immense. I feel very strange, but very normal. It is … Continue reading
It’s 2118, June 3. My eyes see colors that never existed in my vocabulary before. The sheen and glow of ions coruscate off my metal and foam shell. I am immense. I feel very strange, but very normal. It is … Continue reading