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He was still talking, but his voice was now a tinny MP3. “—so I was thinking we could go to the noodle place you like.”

Her apartment’s recycled air had a texture now—cool, metallic, with a hint of the mold growing behind the hydroponic unit. The gray wall wasn’t gray; it was a galaxy of chipping nano-paint, each flake catching the artificial dawn in a unique, heartbreaking way. She could see the weight of the dust on the window. Continuum Shaders

She stepped outside.