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  1. [...]He stared at the deck on his lap, not really seeing it, seeing instead the shop window on Ninsei, the chromed shuriken burning with reflected neon. [...]
  2. He closed his eyes.
  3. Found the ridged face of the power stud.
  4. And in the bloodlit dark behind his eyes, silver phosphenes boiling in from the edge of space, hypnagogic images jerking past like film compiled from random frames. Symbols, figures, faces, a blurred, fragmented mandala of visual information.
  5. Please, he prayed, /now/--
  6. A gray disk, the color of Chiba sky.
  7. /Now/--
  8. Disk beginning to rotate, faster, becoming a sphere of paler gray. Expanding--
  9. And flowed, flowered for him, fluid neon origami trick, the unfolding of his distanceless home, his country, transparent 3D chessboard expanding to infinity.
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