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Divine Spark Rising
the old espresso wand. A hiss. A pop. Plastic
sagged into silence.
Back at his table, he opened his laptop. Typed:
choose Lisbon viral.
Images flooded in. Spirals sprayed on tram
stops. A bakery letting customers “pay what you
choose.” Protest videos. A busker shouting “Your
turn to choose” between songs.
Then one photo stunned him. Tram 28, its
yellow side painted with a white spiral. In the
center:
CHOOSE.
The spiral was already turning.
Henry closed the laptop, stepped into the Lisbon
night, and felt the air sharpen around him.
Somewhere nearby, a busker struck three chords,
then let the rhythm slip, two in, three out.
It was time to tell Carolina.
And to find that address.
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