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Flesh. An outcropping of the thing shifted toward her. Compared to the whole, it seemed no larger than a toe, a little finger. It was Captain Darren’s head.
“What kind of half-assed apocalypse are they running down there?” Amos said. “Give ’em a break. It’s their first.”
Maybe that was why they were taxed to subsistence level. The bird was out of the cage, but
you couldn’t let it stretch its wings too far or it might forget it belonged to you.
Working in some corporations was like going to prison. You adopted the views of the people around you.
Liquor doesn’t make you feel better. Just makes you not so worried about feeling bad.”

