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The hobo told me that if I walked far enough down the tracks, I would reach a dumping ground full of miraculous objects: A radio that plays music from the future. A photograph that shows you any part of the universe you wish to see. A pot that cooks the right amount of rice. I wish I could believe him on that last one.
Short story written by Peter Chiykowski
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