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... they collect.
The morning felt open again. Memory flowed freely. The vault had collapsed without drama. Context was messy but accessible. Experience circulated without gatekeepers.
And yet—
Something tightened.
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Arjun sensed it before he named it.
"They're quieter," he said.
"Not reflective. Calculating."
"Yes," I replied.
"Because losing one form of control makes people search for another."
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