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Sent them 10 pieces.  We'll see how that goes. Should have some news near the end of August. https://www.photolucida.org/critical-mass/

“Fucking niggers.” Words from Jonas, cross-legged on an upturned tabletop, blending, sliver of shade against the only wall of a dead restaurant. Half his rifle receiver in one hand, a tiny brush in the other. Exorcising imaginary grit. Busy work. Waiting for the solar cells to charge my uplink. Sodden gum-stuck chipboard exuding the imperceptible breath of dead tourists; little grey splotches of half-life decay; greasy food, vacation stress, and subsidized dental work. I hadn’t pegged him for a racist. Sort of gave me the willies, made me wonder what else I’d missed, if I’d been slipping. “You killed him