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Chapter 100: What We Are Building

Author: Roxy Hart
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SERA

I thought about it for three days.

Not because I did not know the answer. I had known the answer when he asked the question—the knowing had been quiet but present, the way the answer to a well-formed question was sometimes already there before the mind had officially worked through it.

I thought about it for three days because the answer deserved three days. Because I wanted to arrive at it in full, with the terms I had designed and the confidence that came from having thought it through r
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