You Are Harvest
Divining the Machine, part nine
By candlelight, Mark moves a chesspiece across the board. He is about to beat me again, as he does most weeks. We used to play chess weekly in the local pub, but covid put an end to that. The pub, like many across Ireland outside the cities, has not reopened since the lockdowns, and even if it had, our mutual lack of a digital vaccine passport, not to m…
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