“I wish I were Petra, I wish I were Vegas . . . ” Xuming croaked out Yaniv’s old hit. Her voice wouldn’t have decorated any playlists in her youth—not even as a backup singer, not even with autotune—and these days it was dry and cracking despite the best efforts of nano-res. Thankfully there was no one around to … Continue reading Skyscrapers in the Sand by Y.M. Pang