URBAN FORMULA by Chris Bardell Time 03:58 / Arrays 98% Ryzhkov’s car was maybe fifty meters ahead of mine, its…
Author: Chris Bardell
They see me. I see them. But they don’t know. The children fuss over presents. Relatives sit in armchairs…
Starting an internet radio station which broadcast only silence was his way of finding relaxation. Accessible from anywhere, he could…
The code started off pretty simple. But typically for this sort of thing, it expanded and mutated as new ideas…
Eve finished work and walked down to the tube station, exactly as she had done a thousand times or more.…
The ambient lighting was about halfway through its wake-up sequence when I opened my eyes. Waiting for its simulation of…