I've had this melody stuck in my head all day. An earworm of unknown origin. A sound playing on repeat, but only in my mind. And only when I'm at the Table. And so I've transcribed it - committed the melody to notation. This is new evidence.
The sound feels both close and distant at the same time. It carries a sadness. A weight. Despite this, I know I must track it down.
Where. WHERE is it from. This is the information I need.
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The world
is a broken machine.
