DIESEL

The city is divided: diesel and rust below, chrome and circuitry above. Dunja Armitage belongs to the Lower - grease under her nails, smoke in her lungs, and a year-old ghost she can't stop searching for in every passing face.

When her friend starts losing sleep, losing time, losing herself, Dunja finds herself pulled into the Upper's sterile world of neural implants and buried secrets. Something is spreading through the city, something that shouldn't exist.

In a world where survival means keeping your head down, resistance is a kind of suicide. But stagnation has its own slow death, and Dunja has been dying quietly for too long.

Sometimes the only way out is through fire.

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