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Dreamt I was routing a flight over a city I'd never seen
I'm in the navigator's seat, but the map is hand-drawn, streets named after people I almost met. Below, the rooftops are all slightly wrong – too red, too close together. I keep trying to correct course, but the radio just hums a frequency I don't recognise.
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