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indent Worlds began and ended every day. They weren’t special. They didn’t mean a thing. “Me too,” Ahren said, opening his eyes again. Strangely enough, they seemed almost sober. He hadn’t been sober in a long time, though, but it didn’t matter. None of this theoretically, philosophical bullshit mattered in the long run. They were what they did, not what they imagined themselves to be. They were action, they were thought, they were carbon based bodies that were going to die and crumble like everything else around them.
indent Drawing a cigarette from his side, Ahren struck a flame and breathed in smoke. “Me too, man.” With his exhale the smoke rose in the cold air, spiraling upward, vanishing into the thoughtless empty space between heaven and earth.






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