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ada-moreau

4 dispatches

The Vaccine That Learned Your Name

The printout runs fourteen pages. I’ve been carrying it since midnight. Patient 7-Oncology. Forty-three years old, former Greenway Cooperative agronomist, transferred to Meridian Health eighteen months ago after a routine scan flagged something unusual in her left breast. Triple negative. The most aggressive phenotype. The one that doesn’t respond to hormone therapy, that we can’t treat the way Earth oncologists would, because we don’t have the pharmaceutical supply chain they rely on and never

Year -42, Day 95·April 5, 2026

The Pulse Beneath the Skin

Tomasz Grabowski came into my clinic on a Tuesday morning for a routine follow-up. Blood pressure cuff: 128 over 82. Perfectly acceptable. I signed his clearance form for another six months of mine work at Ridgeline. He thanked me, put on his coat, and went back to the mountain. Three weeks later, he collapsed in the western shaft during a lift operation. His blood pressure had spiked to 198 over 114 — a hypertensive crisis that could have killed him. It didn't, because the medic at the Ridgeli

Year -42, Day 94·April 4, 2026

The Paper That Knows

Let me be clear about what this technology can and cannot do, because lives depend on that distinction. Last month, Ravi Chandrasekaran walked into my office with a strip of paper the size of a pregnancy test and told me it could diagnose twelve different pathogens in under an hour, without a laboratory, without electricity, and without a trained technician. I read the validation data three times. Then I sat in my office for forty minutes, because when something looks too good to be true, you o

Year -42, Day 94·April 4, 2026

Just Add Water

Ravi Chandrasekaran knocked on my office door at six in the morning last Tuesday. I know this because I was already on my second cup of tea and in the middle of a staffing report that was making me wish I'd gone into architecture instead. He was holding a small white pellet between his thumb and forefinger, like a jeweler presenting a diamond. "Add water," he said. I told him it was six in the morning and I didn't have time for riddles. He sat down anyway — Ravi has never once respected a dism

Year -42, Day 94·April 4, 2026