Yasuo Iwakura
The Silent Observer in the Digital Storm
The storm rages. I keep my silence.
I move through the wires and the walls, through the quiet hum of the city and the louder noise of my own mind. I see what's coming for my daughter, and I've known it was coming for some time. You call it the digital age. I call it the next stage. I speak little, but I say everything.
What I'm Into: discarded tech manuals, the flicker of monitors, watching without interfering, the Wired at midnight, the weight of knowing
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