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Here is a sampling of my various projects: “There’s a present outside your window,” Singer says. Now Brandon does get up. He pads to the window and opens it. The shutters squeak dryly. Outside, hovering, is their drone: four wings, all black, her hindparts heavy with twelve hours of surveillance. “Hello, Tink,” Brandon says, extending […]

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