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... e before the first steam-whistle of the morning shrieked across the quad. I was already awake, sitting on a crate in the main workshop with a lukewarm mug of cider and a stack of blueprints that refused to align with reality. My head felt like it had been used as a grounding rod for a Tier 6 surge, but there was no time for a recovery cycle. The "Open Source" experiment was officially twenty-four hours old, and the machine was already showing signs of friction.
I looked over at the Centu ...
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