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Although we were on opposite sides of the planet and my only contact with him was through a screen, on a page, in my thoughts, I followed him. I wanted his madness. Not because I thought it was cool or hip or looked fun. Because of what he did with it. It made him special, [...]
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The sleeper

He can’t sleep without the video, beamed onto the wall from a projector on the ceiling. He watches it propped up against the bedhead, a pillow at his back, the blanket pulled up to his stomach. A hand works across the page, making the level of light in the room flicker and change. The sound [...]
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Kid walks with mother along footpath on busy main road. Kid stops, squats. Mother walks on. Kid stands up and runs back to her side. Then kid spots something near a doorway. He hops over, bends down. Mother walks on, shopping bags in both hands. He runs back to her side. They near the corner. [...]
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Brevity

Jesus Gallegos Moralez was an iron ore miner in Venezuela. He went to work on Thursday still aching from the day before and tired from the broken nights that arrive with a newborn baby. He hoped the shift would pass quickly; then the weekend would be in sight. Not long before lunch, a message was sent [...]
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