Greg Egan on Nostr: Zhengzhou, 2025. I follow the chalk marks left on the street. The trail ends under a ...
Zhengzhou, 2025. I follow the chalk marks left on the street. The trail ends under a highway overpass, and a figure emerges from the shadows. “Do you have them?” she asks. I lower the bag of Iowa soybeans I’ve been lugging on my shoulder since I left the riverboat.
“Beautiful!”
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