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Nerve: Photons by Justin Tussing
"Light never felt as important as it did on her. When night settled it would loathe to leave her. Light liked it best when she cleaned — with the dust suspended in the air it could see where it touched her."
shortstory  fiction  love  sex  physics  light 
january 2006 by allaboutgeorge

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