And information, it turns out, is the most violent thing you can drop on a small town.
Warm. Human. Accountable.
At the bottom, a summation. Not a number, but a temperature. Balance: 36.2°C. oresim meteor
Some wept with relief. The town’s cruelest banker discovered his liability column outweighed his assets by a factor of 40. He left before dawn, never to return. The shy baker, known for leaving day-old bread on widows' doorsteps, watched her assets glow warm gold. She stood a little taller. And information, it turns out, is the most
But the strangest effect was on the community itself. it turns out