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... tinuity.
Consciousness, where before there had been none. But not smooth consciousness—fractured. Like someone had taken awareness and split it into pieces that didn’t quite align. There was a me and then there was a not-me that was also me, and they existed in the same space, grinding against each other like continental plates.
Where am I?
The thought came in human words—Chicago accent, Midwest flat, the voice of someone who’d spent thirty-two years in one city and never ...
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