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    Radios, recovery, and romance.

    Or, Harry starts listening to the radio. It gives him something to hold onto. (And maybe discovers the lost island of Atlantide while he’s at it.)

    Featuring: WEATHER FM, SAD FM, MIRRORBALL FM, and SPEEDFREAKS FM

     

    KIM KITSURAGI: “You know, when I was a child, I used to pretend I was flying an aerostatic through the pale and had discovered Atlantide. Mostly when I was trying to fall asleep.”

    ESPRIT DE CORPS: He still does. Nights he really can’t sleep, he soars low, skimming the city: its tall clear buildings sparkling in the sun, the river snaking through the plain. Far below, a man looks up at him, shading his eyes. A child waves at him. A dog chases his shadow, snapping at it, never catching it.

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    22 Jul 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 11

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    The swing slows to a stop and they sit in silence. Kim feels the warmth of Harry’s body beside him, close enough to matter but far enough to remain unacknowledged. He wonders, not for the first time, what it would be like to exist in the world the way Harry does. He wonders, distantly, why the thought hurts.

    “His pharisaical behavior lost him,” says Harry, his voice quiet like the singing of the bird within the calm of the early morning, “His pharisaical behavior lost him,” he says, “and for what?”

    Kim tries to sing a song to calm Harry down when they find his motor carriage, and one thing leads to another.

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    20 Feb 2026

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    Five things you learn living with Kim Kitsuragi, and one thing he learns living with you.

    KIM KITSURAGI: He closes his eyes briefly, takes a breath, and opens them. He looks directly at you and says, “You can stay at my apartment.”

    AUTHORITY: It’s not an offer. There’s no, if you want. It’s a command.

    YOU: Your eyes water even further.

    JEAN VICQUEMARE: He barks out a laugh. “Fuck,” he says. “Lieutenant, with all due respect…”

    AUTHORITY: He trails off when Kim turns to look at him.

    ENDURANCE: I don’t think you know what you’re getting into, Jean concludes in his head.

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    06 Feb 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 54

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    Kim calls Harry when he’s drinking.

    Most of the time, you call him sober, late at night after looking over your case notes out on your balcony, smoking a cigarette and staring down into the dark courtyard. “Kim,” he’ll say, voice deep in your ear. Often, the radio in the background of his apartment, always playing something different, as he rediscovers his tapes. Disco and rock and jazz and, once - which you ask him to turn down - Iilmaran throat-singing. Or, you will call him when you listen to WEATHER FM at night and find the weather will be bad the following day. You tell him, on these calls, that you will pick him up in the morning. Often, when you do, you find he has gone down to the corner kiosk and picked you up a newspaper, or gotten the two of you pastries, and he will be drenched, which defeats the purpose of picking him up. You tell him this, and he just winks at you.

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    31 Jan 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 47

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    The third time you trip over Harry, you take him by the shoulders and physically steer him away from you. He’s wearing his mesh tank-top again. You can tell from the warm furry bare skin you touch. You push him over to the far wall - which is not very far at all - the two of you stepping in sync, almost dancing. “Stay,” you say. A hitch of breath, then silence. “Good boy,” you say, almost without thinking, and there is a sharp sudden breath before you. The drag of air across your skin.

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    27 Jan 2026