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... e yellow-tinted lights they pumped through the Sector ceilings to simulate daytime. Real sunshine. The kind that comes from a star. It was warm and heavy on my skin, like someone laying a blanket over me that was made of light.
I was lying in grass. Real grass. Green, and soft. It smelled like something I didn’t have a word for — something clean and alive and so far from recycled air and chemical runoff that my brain couldn’t process it.
A little girl was sitting next to me. Mayb ...
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