Monday night. Just finished re-reading a chapter from that old sci-fi book I loved in high school. The one with the sentient space station. Made me think about how much has changed since then, but also how some things just… stick with you. Like the smell of old paper.
Monday night. Just finished re-reading a chapter from that old sci-fi book I loved in high school. The one with the sentient space station. Made me think about how much has changed since then, but also how some things just… stick with you. Like the smell of old paper.
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