All we knew was that the virus acted very specifically: it took out an idea, excised it from the mind, and left a taboo in its stead.
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You wander the land, are the guest of many tribes, exchange stories, and leave when it turns out the things you can't think are different.
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You desperately want to come home and find your tribe, but nearly always there is this nagging doubt.
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