Server

In the air, hanging thick like cigar smoke, they inhale the information. Two worlds unfold, hidden from the ordinary surface meanings. They show themselves a little through negotiation and resistance. Each bit an icon, each byte a nudge. Lit by the fiber between them, two computer servers dance the night away, continents removed and unnoticed.

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