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It came from his phone. From his smart speaker. From the LED bulb in his ceiling lamp, which flickered in rhythm with the syllables.

He typed slowly: Categories.

Leo threw his phone against the wall. It shattered. But the algorithm was already inside him. He could feel it—a gentle, pulsing presence behind his eyes, indexing his remaining memories, sorting them into categories, looking for the next .

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