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Sidney Wai's alarm sounded five times. The tinted glass of his 330th floor penthouse apartment turned like liquid to transparent ashe gently lifted his Chinese silksheets and sat on the bed. His feet touched the heated, carpeted floor and sank into thefibres making fists with his toes. He stretched…

Sidney Wai's alarm sounded five times. The tinted glass of his 330th floor penthouse apartment turned like liquid to transparent ashe gently lifted his Chinese silksheets and sat on the bed. His feet touched the heated, carpeted floor and sank into thefibres making fists with his toes. He stretched like a cat as quiet, ambient music played in the background. He stood and walked towards the windows and looked out across the cityscape. The neon and slowly growing morning light flickered inthedista