Tag: ficly
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2010 May 19
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Don't Thank the Gnomes
I started the morning by sneaking into a strange house through an unsealed milk door. There was a broken shoe heel on the second floor—its wrongness drew me up the stairs as sure as a cord tied round my ribs. It was done before the lady of the house could sigh. [ ... 187 words ... ]
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Famous Last Words
They told me never to talk to it; it was isolated for a reason. But, like I told them, I couldn’t imagine anything a transhuman AI could say to make me let it out of the box. So, after a post-midnight tumbler of Irish whiskey, I opened up a secure terminal and said hello. What harm could a little chat do? [ ... 193 words ... ]
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2009 May 30
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Controlled Monetization
I took the pills. Like everyone else, I took the pills and I sent in the hair and the piss to prove I took the pills. I’d figured something out, though: I could stop taking the pills for the first half of the month, then double up at the end. I still passed the tests; no one knocked on the door. [ ... 184 words ... ]
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From Spaceman to Plantsman
The first time the spaceman saw my garden, I thought he was going to strangle me. [ ... 172 words ... ]