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On the edge of a fog-drenched town where pigeons cooed classified intel and lampposts blinked in Morse code, stood an unmarked bookstore—The Silent Index. It had no hours, no staff, and no front door. Just a gremlin with tomatoes, glaring from the shadows of a cyberpunk warehouse and muttering, “Buzz off your work exploitation.
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