Chapter 2: Mars

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I was twelve when my mother and I moved to Kowloon Walled City. We didn’t have many things, so it only took us about a half a day to move in and then another half a day to trade and scrounge for the items we were missing. One long wall of the apartment had only balcony-type railing, like someone was maybe planning to put in floor-to-ceiling windows at some point, but abandoned the idea.

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