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Unrecognised in the Archive
At a watering hole ringed by crocodiles, Katita finds a downed surveillance drone, its body a cloud-shaped husk. Inside: thousands of instant photographs, each creased and fading, depicting the same landscape from decades of angles. In one, a woman in red—Katita, but younger, or not younger, or exactly Katita—stands with a man whose face is blurred. Leif studies it. Katita: “That is you, Leif. That is you in the archive.” Leif: “I don't remember standing there.” The crocodiles do not move. Katita holds the photograph to the light, and the man's face clarifies: it is Leif, and it is not. The archive has rendered him infinite and unrecognisable—a stranger she selected, again and again. Leif drops the photograph into the water. The crocodiles drink. Time tastes like red dust on the tongue.