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Burial at C

Writing, sci-fi, everything else

Tag: panopticon

Written by Sam JoyceNovember 5, 2017November 5, 2017

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I move, and the lens moves with me. It never wavers, never hesitates. In graceful arcs it predicts my movement. It knows, truly knows, everything important to know about me.

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