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Jordan was tired of doing card tricks for drunks in Vegas but Mars was not habitable at the moment. A pad on Neptune was aeons away. As for points beyond, he wasn't ready to change

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Aeons ago, before the Transcendence, Tyressa did agree to meet Jorbex at Charbucks. He was a sprightly young manflower, but a chicken on the counter, unaware of his eventual rot.

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"Tyressa, you're still here!" exclaimed Jorbex. "I thought everyone else had evaporated during that galactic transcendence 10 aeons ago. Yet we two persist." Tyressa considered

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e up. after few hours he got off from bed and started thinking. where is my sleepers? oh I meant slippers. seriously what a lucid dream

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Hosea Grover glared at his friend J-grot in disbelief. "Looking for some ai wa, bro? I thought I was your ai wa. So just a meat man from your POV at this dev stage, huh?" Hosea

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"Sorry, ma'am, but about the rent. Look, I'm still trying to find my way in this post-industrial, proto-transcendent..." Paula Prask stubbed out her cig on her pot cookie. "J-grot,

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"Hey man, you should write games." J-grot replied, "Yeah, but at this stage the games are writing me. Damn algorithms! ;-) Need to get crisprd and get me some ai wa." His friend

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the Grapevine, through which she'd heard it, and beckoned Colonel Hogan to follow. He could hardly refuse the moon-maid's enticement & down the tunnel they descended. It was

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"Entropy will have its way," observed Lt. Commander Obvious, commandeering their festive flotilla for nefarious purposes elsewhere. Sure enough the girl stopped running in circles.

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And every day of the year, when Wesley Marksman goes out at 4AM to milk a Holstein named Snuggle Pups the damned cow is not there because Wesley ate her 21 years ago for giving her