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“It never meant anything, Moses says. Not to the god above it and not to the earth below it. It never did.… — Alden Bell Codes Copy Share Image
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“It's one of the happy things about a world gone so wrong: your personal freakishness don't stand out so much.” — Alden Bell Apocalypse Copy Share Image
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