Hesitantly, she placed her hand over a pale orange patch in the upper right corner of the map. That should be right. Pasadena. Obsidian lifted her hand and looked under it, then folded the map and put it back on the dashboard. He could read, she realized belatedly. He could probably write, too. Abruptly, she hated him — deep, bitter hatred. What did literacy mean to him — a grown man who played cops and robbers? But he was literate and she was not.
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Hesitantly,
she
placed
her
hand
over
a
pale
orange
patch
in
the
upper
right
corner
of
the
map.
That
should
be
right.
Pasadena.
Obsidian
lifted
her
hand
and
looked
under
it,
then
folded
the
map
and
put
it
back
on
the
dashboard.
He
could
read,
she
realized
belatedly.
He
could
probably
write,
too.
Abruptly,
she
hated
him —
deep,
bitter
hatred.
What
did
literacy
mean
to
him —
a
grown
man
who
played
cops
and
robbers?
But
he
was
literate
and
she
was
not.
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SPEECH SOUNDS
In a post-pandemic America where we have lost the faculty of language, Speech Sounds follows a woman who can speak and a man who can read, searching for hope in a crumbling city.
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ABCDEFGHIJKLM
NOPQRSTUVWXYZ
abcdefghijklm
nopqrstuvwxyz
“0123456789!?”
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designed by Daniel Goldberg at the Rhode Island School of Design.
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As
they
passed
blocks
of
burned,
abandoned
buildings,
empty
lots,
and
wrecked
or
stripped
cars,
he
slipped
a
gold
chain
over
his
head
and
handed
it
to
her.
The
pendant
attached
to
it
was
a
smooth,
glassy,
black
rock.
Obsidian.
His
name
might
be
Rock
or
Peter
or
Black,
but
she
decided
to
think
of
him
as
Obsidian.
Even
her
sometimes
useless
memory
would
retain
a
name
like
Obsidian.
She
handed
him
her
own
name
symbol
—
a
pin
in
the
shape
of
a
large
golden
stalk
of
wheat.
She
had
bought
it
long
before
the
illness
and
the
silence
began.
Now
she
wore
it,
thinking
it
was
as
close
as
she
was
likely
to
come
to
Rye.
People
like
Obsidian
who
had
not
known
her
before
probably
thought
of
her
as
Wheat.
Not
that
it
mattered.
She
would
never
hear
her
name
spoken
again.
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