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The Algorithm’s Shadow

Mara’s fingers flew over the keyboard, each keystroke a hammer against the silence of her cramped office. The screen glowed blue, casting shadows across the stacks of coffee cups and half-read industry journals. She stared at the analytics dashboard, her…

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The Daily Grind

Mara stared at the flickering neon sign above her café, its once-vibrant letters now dimmed by years of neglect. The scent of burnt coffee beans lingered in the air, mingling with the faint tang of mildew from the cracked window.…

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