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By Evan Mercer in portents, story — 14 Jun 2026

I waited for the next one.

Open office elevator with passengers facing the back wall instead of the doors, one wearing a purple-and-gold armband.

He thought the labels were keeping them from becoming themselves.

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She thought they were bronze enough, apparently.

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