At 11:40 PM he parked two blocks from the post office and walked under sodium lamps, the Kernel program's window still open in his mind like a small wound. He kept his phone face down, notifications muted. When he stepped through the post office doors, the paint peeled; a poster for an old election hung crooked. The woman in the yellow coat stood with her back to him beside a rack of brochures.
At 11:40 PM he parked two blocks from the post office and walked under sodium lamps, the Kernel program's window still open in his mind like a small wound. He kept his phone face down, notifications muted. When he stepped through the post office doors, the paint peeled; a poster for an old election hung crooked. The woman in the yellow coat stood with her back to him beside a rack of brochures.
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