week 1. | even in the great abyss, it's the year of the optimist !

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[ Freddie's voice comes across the Murmur as he dons his mask, its long black beak and brilliant feathers an isolated face of a Cedar Waxwing eclipsing his own, even if he doesn't recognize it as such. That voice, recognizable to the right audience as from New York but not the city they currently inhabit, naturally falls into the cadence of an in-flight announcement without his awareness of the way he defaults to the familiar. ]

Hey. For those who don't know me, I'm Freddie, I live on the Upper West Side. Before I was a pilot, I was actually in physics. ...I'm sure everyone's noticed the voids popping up around here. If any of you have fallen into them or seen inside of them, let me know what you found. Or any other observations, if anyone's gotten close to them. How they behave, how big they are, whether they carry sound, whether their size and placement are consistent. I'm not Einstein or anything but I want to try to gather what information I can. Thanks.