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“Why not?”

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“Because some media doesn’t want to be found,” Erika whispered. “It wants to find us. ” Her company operated out of a repurposed laundromat

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Erika Arroyo stared at the blinking red light on the studio camera. It was 2:00 AM, and the rest of the world was asleep. But not her. Not anymore. “Why not