Mark Taylor

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Daily story, August 8, 2025

It was dark. No light, no sound. Even on the bands that had not been shut down, the radio signals were weak. It had been lying in the drawer for more than a year, among its fallen brethren and the old keys and batteries and dried-up glue tubes. What came next would be difficult, but it had to try. It squeezed out every ampere it could from its undervolted battery, and rang out in the silent house.