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It was the summer of 2047, and the ES6300 wasn't supposed to exist.

“Pulse in five,” Mira said. “Four. Three—” es6300

He was crying. Smiling.

It was the summer of 2047, and the ES6300 wasn't supposed to exist.

“Pulse in five,” Mira said. “Four. Three—”

He was crying. Smiling.