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Literary Hub reports a quiet evening scene where Gunn tends a basket of firewood as a mother and her teenage daughter arrive on Icelandic horses, their headlamps glowing like cyclopses. The pair chat about a school project and arrange for the girl to visit Gunn on Saturday, while Gunn receives a text from a boy sending New Year’s greetings and precise coordinates—thirty one degrees fifty one minutes north, ninety one degrees thirty nine minutes west. The narrative drifts into reflections on data and research, and Gunn notes she will solve the boy’s riddle later that evening.

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