Cut up is archeology is listening to the decaying message through time.
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Lue sat alone. She watched the dark street below through the window, but nothing moved. If she stopped blinking the world slowly moved out of focus till she only could see herself in the window’s reflection. She despised this image and yet she couldn’t move. A deep melancholia raged through her body without any plan or origin.
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