Artiste ends up in a world where beings are the avatars of their creator. Much like the Second Life MMORPG, only without the lag.
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Artiste ends up in a world where beings are the avatars of their creator. Much like the Second Life MMORPG, only without the lag.
This dirty girl is is emulated the world over. She wears her grime with pride and those poor antiseptic souls who want to be like her are left in the dust.
Health care could be worse … we could use bugs to do our surgery. Giant grubs and spiders to cut us up and stitch us back together again.
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