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For three years, every website he visited, every message he typed, every whispered voice call had been sliced open and read by the Algorithmic Bureau. His rebellion was small—a blog post here, an anonymous tip there. But last week, he'd found something real. A file. A list of names. Citizens the Bureau had "disappeared" but marked as "emigrated."
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