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One Man’s Trash-Part Four

After washing up, Eli entered the kitchen. It was filled with people preparing food. He’d never seen that before or even conceived of it as an activity. Up to very recently, all the food he ate was processed and sealed … Continue reading

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One Man’s Trash-Part Three

Eli exited the building onto a street filled with people. Not like in the City, where people were jammed shoulder to shoulder. Everyone here moved with what he might describe as a happy purpose. If he knew what that was. … Continue reading

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One Man’s Trash-Part Two

“How are you feeling?” Eli drank the cup of water her was handed.  “Better,” he replied. “I’m glad to hear that.” He turned to the person who was speaking to him. She was dressed in a bright green shirt, and … Continue reading

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One Man’s Trash-Part One

Scrabbling through the vent, Eli arrived at the grating. He took a moment to catch his breath and finds some measure of calm. Even with his filter mask, the scent of fried electronics and oil filled his nostrils. In the … Continue reading

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But then again…

They sat in that evening in late autumn rain, waiting on a rooftop for the saleryman to emerge from the tube station. Mathis checked her gauss rifle to make sure it was still charged. There was an almost zero chance … Continue reading

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