“I don’t know, Jeanine—it just strikes me as peculiar. Everyone knows thermo-regulation efficiency has eroded throughout the TP web, but nobody knows why. And yes, the system still works now—but for how much longer? I’m old enough to remember weather—real weather. Kids Derrick’s age, Laia’s age, they don’t know. They’ve seen holos, but Derrick’s never sailed on anything like the old Atlantic. They aren’t prepared for the storm, if it ever falls again. None of us are, anymore. I just worry that there’s something we’re all missing—something has already started to go wrong, and this beautiful world we’ve made is just a fool’s paradise. “Honestly, Evan, you’d better hope there is a paradise for fools, after this last . . . lapse.” “Ouch. You’re right. But ouch.”
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