reports from
Alice Smith //
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England is Strange
England had been just a blur as I rushed to the edge-of-London office where ArciTech was imprisoned. But on my way back, trying to look confident and normal wheeling her box behind me, I took my time to look around. I realized something: England was strange.
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Codename: Alice Smith
The first thing I noticed about the London construction company was that their waiting room had ridiculously uncomfortable chairs. Like, criminally. I perched on the edge of the cushion — more of a dusting of padding atop the metal seat — and tried to look successful. So basically, not like a DVD store clerk.
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Programming Freedom
Watching ChefCutlery scurry about my apartment cleaning things that really, really don’t need it was almost worse than letting him toil in the cafeteria. At least there he was useful. Here, he polished the same pens over and over until they hurt to look at in direct sunlight.
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Let's Call It an Art Project
I have kidnapped ChefCutlery.
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The Best Robot Ever
Überbot is in town!
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Welcome to the Last DVD Store on Earth
It was Friday night. Once again, I was spending it resentfully stealing handfuls of greasy popcorn from the snack case and half-watching old sci fi on the store screen. After working for 14 hours and counting, the only things keeping me on my feet were Butter n’ Cheddar Jumbo Pop Popcorn, Blade Runner, and the firm knowledge that the Tyrant could fire me in a second.
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