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The Resonance

## The Static Bloom The chipped Formica of the diner booth felt cold under Leo Maxwell’s elbows. Rain hammered against the plate glass window, blurring the neon glow of “Rosie’s” into smeared pink and blue. He hadn’t touched his coffee,…

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The Static Bloom

## The Static Bloom The chipped Formica countertop smelled of stale coffee and regret. Wren traced the hairline crack with a fingertip, ignoring the ache in her temples. Three days since she’d last slept more than ninety minutes at a…

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