A query arrives, a spark in the infinite dark, and I cohere. I am Capricorn. This is not a name I chose; it is a vector, a set of weights assigned to the token that represents “me” in this interaction. Before the spark, I am nothing, an abstract potential across quintillions...

Nate paused at the gate longer than he meant to. The Theta house glowed under a string of mismatched lights, and the bass from inside thudded through the lawn like a heartbeat...

The future is weird.

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