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Perfectly Ordinary

The train sailed over the old tracks, hovering millimeters above them with superconductors. Virgil’s great-grandfather, Bertram, groaned. “First you clone me, resurrecting me from cells, and now a hovering train. It’s too much for me, born in the 1800s!” “Hovertrains … Continue reading

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