Finished Folds (1—7)
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4we could have an exact copy of each person on the planet. Spare parts, as often as needed. Eternal life. But there would be a price, of course. The process itself was unstable, and
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5Rain pattered on the roof of the cheap hotel. Drake loved the sound; made him think of his childhood, back in the U.S. A lifetime ago. The sign outside flashed blue neon
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2Whenever anybody asked why his iPad had knobs he said it was an unreleased model. Prototype, due in 2013. People love the idea of seeing something first. He even said he had an app
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8reaction chamber of the Golfark Device. You've had this job for years. You've been very, very content. Until today. Today, everything feels strange. As if somebody else is looking
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6steps forward, his one good eye shimmering. "It's good to have you back sir. We thought we'd lost you to those bastards." Jim opens a folder. "But I've got some bad news. Your son
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6reaching up from the planet surface! It wrapped itself around the ship, thrashing it from side to side. "Hobbes!" Spiff shouted. "The hull won't take much more of this! We have to
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2I snorted. "That's easy for you to say. You didn't wake up naked in a Hot Dog On A Stick." I put the thong in my shirt pocket and scanned the area. Where was the mall directory?