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Marquette, Michigan
April 7th 2035
Birgit and Olaf looked out the window. The bright blue spring sky showed no sign of the approaching the first-ever artificial partial solar eclipse.
Janá spoke quietly. “I remember the first solar eclipse I saw as a kid. It turned my attention to the stars. Looking to the heavens was something I’ve never really gotten over. The vastness of it all convinced me there was life out there. I even set up a UFO detector in my attic.”
Olav laughed. “Now here you are.”
“Here I am, maybe where I always wanted to be.”
The two of them moved across the room and watched the laser pulse modulator feed the synthetic brain with pulses of encoded data. Bigfoot Synthetic Brain One, BSB1 as it was named by one of Olav’s young techies, was evolving and growing rapid
