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Welcome to the first story for the April 2023 issue.

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So our first story is titled Reunion is by L. Chan.

L. Chan who could be found at the website L. Chan writes dot WordPress dot com.

Hills from Singapore, he spends most of his time wrangling a team of two dogs, Mr. Luka and Mr. Telly.

His work has appeared in places like Clarks World Transluner Travelers Lounge, podcasting the dark.

And he was a finalist for the 2020 UG Foster Memorial Award.

If you like what you hear, you can go back to the death high cue of the Azure five and a house is not a home.

So my dear listener, I hope you can sit back, relax, and let me tell you a story.

The dead were arranged neatly around the dinner table, first uncle, second uncle, first aunt, her mother, her grandmother.

Each Chen pie was a monolith about 30 centimeters high, Matt black plastic with the name of the deceased and Boston shiny Mandarin.

Sharon wondered if the dead dreamed while they slept.

It was not clear to Sharon when the traditional lunar new year dinner expanded to include the dead character constructs have been widely popular for years.

Project W, the company was called double you memory plus character equals personhood or so the tagline went.

They couldn't digitize a person, but they could with a bank of several hundred questions and a proprietary engine that combed through a person's entire social media footprint.

Produced something that was indistinguishable and casual interactions.

In her earlier years, Sharon had fetishly paid for a W. It still managed her social media and scoured the online markets for bargains.

It was a pity that the W represented her taste and size from a decade prior, the specter of her youth eternally haunting Sharon.

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