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EMULATION APP

The headband Ash was extending looked like the one Lowbeer had used to take him back to the patchers’ island, but with the addition of a clear bendable cam, its milkily transparent head like a very large sperm. “I’m not going back there,” he said, grateful for the expanse of Lev’s grandfather’s desk.

“You aren’t being asked. You’ll be visiting Flynne. At very low resolution.”

“I will?”

“We’ve already installed the emulation app in your phone.”

He leaned forward, took the thing from her. It weighed no more than the other one, but the spermlike cam lent it something at once Egyptianate and cartoonish. “They have peripherals?”

“I’ll let you find that out for yourself.”

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