Then she handed the scalpel over, her expression a mix of relief and guilt. “I could do it if I had to.” Huh. Amena wanted to help, maybe to prove herself. I said, “I know you could.”

When I woke up, I was mostly all there again, and up to 80 percent efficiency and climbing.

I had no reason to trust it. Except the way it kept wanting to watch media about humans in ships, and got upset when the violence was too realistic.

Linking to this Scientific American interview again: www.scientificamerican.com/article/were...

love lies bleeding best movie

my cat

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yeahhhhh i drew that

Her tired eyes😩 #mouthwashing #anyamouthwashing

please do vandalize elevator you will be held for ages

Uni…are you really a cat? 本当に猫？

“Are You There God? It’s Me, Faggot” by Judy Bloomf