“Okay, iGO,” he whispered, “find me a route to Vattakanal.”
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The rain stopped. The wind died. The world outside his windshield was silent. “Okay, iGO,” he whispered, “find me a route
Raj stopped the car. There was no way iGO NextGen could know about a landslide risk. It was offline. The data was static. It alerted him to a pothole a full
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