As is futurr ekonomika

Previously

…I remembered a woman in the market, her fingers counting out potatoes for a child, her eyes fixed on a future I could not see. The cash withdrawals and the play—the gambling of hope against the house of necessity—had to establish themselves, to root into something solid. Seven percent, they said, for the avatar of this new economy, a digital ghost that demanded its share. But I wondered if the avatar was me, or the debt, or the lingering scent of rain on the cobblestones of Trakai. I closed the file and listened to the city’s hum, a creditor’s chorus that would not be silenced.