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Nicholas Boothman
Chapter 3:
The Algorithms of Dissent
The soup kitchen on Spadina Avenue looked like it had
survived a war. Peeling paint, cracked windows, and a sign
that read "St. Michael's Community Center.”
Henry arrived at 5:45, fifteen minutes early. Old habits.
In his previous life, being early meant controlling the room.
Now it just meant standing in the cold, watching people line
up for a hot meal.
Claire was there, ladling soup into bowls. She saw him
and nodded, but didn't stop working.
A woman approached. Small, early twenties, with dark
eyes, purple streaks in her hair, and a smile that suggested she
could hack your bank account mid-sentence.
"Henry Talbot?"
"Jinji Park?"
She stuck out her hand. Her grip was firm, stronger than
expected. "Let's talk in the back. Vincent's waiting. Follow
me.”
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