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JUST LIKE YOU AND ME
looked out the window, seeing the faintest blue in the sky beyond the lines of apartment blocks. Perhaps it was dawn, perhaps the city lights coloring the night. It didn’t really mat-ter which. The Hollander apartments were just out of sight, maybe ten minutes away. The window let in cool fresh air, not so cool I couldn’t leave the window open overnight, but that’s June for you. I strapped on my g*n, turned on my ID badge, and went to work. No need to stop at the station, as ev-erything everywhere is connected through the System—“the System is aware,” as they say. I suppose it knew I stopped for coffee and hash browns along the way, making me officially late for work, unless it counted me as on duty the moment I got in my car… Who knows?
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