Extractivism - Chapter 8
The Lithium Thread
The bedroom window had some of those boring, double-layered, long, gray curtains, designed for complete blackout, but failed to perform that initial task. The first rays of sunlight poked through the small holes in the somewhat outdated fabric. Not that it mattered. Eric had been awake for almost an hour. Even before he had heard Chip and Marko come in …
