You are listening to another Clarksworld magazine podcast. Welcome to the last podcast for the month of May, 2026, issue 236. I hope that this podcast, like all of our stories, finds you incredibly well, or as well as you can be all things considered, because I know that things are tough. So thank you for taking the time out of your day to come spend it here with us

here at the magazine. A little bit of escapism can sometimes go a very long way. And as always,

thank you for your ongoing support, whether it's checking a few bucks our way via a donation or going

to patreon.com forward slash Clark's World. Anything that you can throw our way is greatly appreciated. Our last story of the

month is titled The S. The Sent of Memory. It is by Zhao Hei Hong and is translated by S. Chouhue

Liu. Zhao Hai Hong is an associate professor at Xia Chong Gongxeng University in Hongzhou and has been publishing

SF Stories in China since 1996.

She is the winner of the National Award for Outstanding Children's Literature and a six-time winner of the Galaxy Award,

including the Special Prize, the Top Honor of 1999.

She has self-translated stories in Lady Churchill's Rosebud Ristlet and Asimaux.

Her work has also been translated and published in The Reincarnated Giants, an anthology of 21st century Chinese science fiction, synopticon, a celebration of

Chinese science fiction, and the way spring arrives in other stories. S. Choyu Lu writes and

translates in Los Angeles, California. Air debut bio-cyberpunk novella in the Watchful City is now out from

Tour.com Publishing, and our other work has appeared in several award-winning venues.

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

The bus jerked, waking, Chechun.

The Greyhound was speeding down a wide North American road.

What am I doing here?

The coach window framed the landscape.

White clouds floated against a blue sky over the vast rolling peaks of the

Rockies. Squat, wide buildings came in and out of view on both sides of the road as the bus

wheels squeaked. Where are you? His watch lit up with a message from Ja Yuan. We have to leave by

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