by J. Loop
A war photographer erased by an algorithm. An archivist who climbed three flights at 2 a.m. with his stolen image and a plan to put him back.
*What Marcus Told Me*
Marcus told me this part with his hands flat on the table, like he was trying to keep something from floating away: that they almost didn't touch at all, that the whole thing nearly happened entirely in words.
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