Hello friends!

A year or two ago I read a really lovely #solarpunk / #hopepunk / #anarchist short story where civilisation was quietly collapsing and nearby folks looked after each other. In particular, it featured folks taking shifts on bicycle generators to keep an oxygen generator running for an elderly couple.

I cannot find the story or remember its name, but it was sweet and lovely and I think of it often.

Does anyone have a link/author/title?

Many thanks!

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Edit: Found!! Thank you, @lady_alys and @emma !

uncannymagazine.com/article/th…

The Year Without Sunshine - Uncanny Magazine

During one of the much smaller disasters that preceded the really big disaster, I met a lot of my neighbors online. I can’t remember if we set up the WhatsApp group because of the pandemic or the civil disorder or both.

^{Uncanny Magazine}