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The pale pixel kissed her nose. More fluttered down to perch on her lashes. She cupped a couple in her palm, scrutinizing them closer. She'd seen similar shapes in the Outlands, but never rendered with this level of detail. The fronds were like circuits, and each pattern was unique. Their beauty was transient, though, like most things in Analog. In nanos- (-seconds?), they derezzed into droplets. Sam chuckled beside her.
"'Course."
She turned to him, wrapping her scarf snug. "What?"
"Of course it snows in California for you."
Quorra didn't quite understand. She smiled just the same.
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