"Killing Ground."
I clear the search history. But I know I’ll type it again. Next week. Next month. Under a different name. Searching for- KILLING GROUND in-All Categories...
The results arrive like a crime scene photograph developed in slow chemicals. "Killing Ground
I hit enter before I can talk myself out of it. The wheel spins. Not the loading icon—more like a rotary phone dialing backward, trying to connect me to something I’ve already seen. Searching for- KILLING GROUND in-All Categories...
That’s the dangerous part. Not "Books." Not "News." All. It means I want the algorithm to bleed.