After 2019 by NetaQ # Beth stood with her mother in a line at a docking port. A temperature check-in. Trembling hands, emaciated bodies worn down with anxiety, grief, and hunger. Fingertips blackened and pressing down. Their visages staring from computer screens, blinking and confused. Involuntarily called into service. Where the diseased and undesirables were...
After 2019 by NetaQ
