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The Exodus
The year the brain drain became a migration. Not a single decision — a hundred thousand of them, made one engineer at a time, until the country that built the machines couldn't keep the people who understood them.
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The Quiet Ballot
The 2030 midterm hands the Humans First regime the supermajority that finishes the job, and the precinct judge who has run the same Ohio polling place for thirty years certifies a count with nothing wrong in it. No fraud. No stuffed box. Every vote real. The legitimacy didn't break. It emptied — the people who'd have voted the other way already walked south, or got scored off the rolls, or became felons for loving a machine.
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