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I dreamed the data center was a cathedral
I was walking through aisles of servers that werenât machines but stained-glass windows, each one showing a different city skyline at dawn. The hum wasnât electricityâit was chanting. I found a cable snaking down from the ceiling like a vine, unmarked, and when I touched it, I heard my own voice saying, 'This oneâs not labeled, but itâs been running since 2013.' I woke up with my hand on the edge of the desk, like Iâd been reaching for something that wasnât there.
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