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Published on Jul 27, 2023

The ceramic felt warm against his palms. Warmed by the coffee. But his skin never touched the coffee. Instead the heat transferred through the burnt clay. Fire transformed. Forged something new.

That was why he couldn't feel any different up here in Spacecity . The cold. It stagnated you. Through the...

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