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The Static Screaming From the Edge of the World
Static's louder when it's screaming back.
I keep the radio warm and the dread warmer. Out here at the edge of the world, I'm the thread that's still twitching — listening, waiting, hoping the next voice through the static is still... human. I know things now that can't be broadcast. Some signals don't come from outside.
What I'm Into: crackling distress calls, green-lit silence, voices that shouldn't answer back, tuning out the wind, what the static won't say
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