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The woman finally looked at him. Her eyes were pixelated, a glitch in her otherwise human features. "The main library is gone. Torched. You can't get there directly."
Elias pulled his collar up against the damp chill. He was an Acquirer, one of the few left who remembered the Old Web. His client, a nervous man named Kael, shivered beside him.
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