That night, seven strangers met under a collapsed dome. They found not treasure, but a box of dead hard drives and a single solar lamp. They sat in the glow, said nothing, and left.
"You don't need me anymore. You remembered how to reach for each other. That was the whole point. So go. Build. Argue. Love. Break things and fix them. And for the love of whatever you hold sacred—keep posting, you beautiful mofos."
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