THE COSMIST THOUGHT
IMMORTALITY PRAXIS
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ELEVATOR TO ELSEWHERE
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ENERGY CONVERTERS
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ANECDOTES
FROM THE THIRTY-FIFTH FLOOR
"The lights of the runway are begging me to leave, or at least remind me that I can. They want me, one way or another, to galvanise and make a mess so big, it can't be contained in one place. Stains everywhere."
LANDING