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‘Go away or I’ll shoot you.’
‘You need me, I know it.’
‘Balls.’

“With death so near, Mother must have felt like someone on the brink of freedom, ready to start life all over again.”

“This seemed to me quite normal; just as I realized people would soon forget me once I was dead. I couldn't even say that this was hard to stomach; really, there's no idea to which one doesn't get acclimatized in time.”

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“They were careless people, Tom and Daisy—they smashed up things and creatures and then retreated back into their money or their vast carelessness, or whatever it was that kept them together, and let other people clean up the mess they had made.”

“A man named Biloxi. ‘Blocks’ Biloxi, and he made boxes—that’s a fact—and he was from Biloxi, Mississippi”
WKWKWKW

Tell me its name is not JollyBaby. It was five meters tall sitting in a crouch and looked like the mobile version of something you used to dig mining shafts.

JollyBaby broadcast to the feed: ID=JollyBaby. The other cargo bots and everything in the bay with a processing capability larger than a drone all immediately pinged it back, and added amusement sigils, like it was a stupid private joke.

Wtafff😭😭😭

“‘To cheese or not to cheese, that is the question.’”
Felix groaned. “Please never say that again.”

This is messed up holy shit

MORT NO 💔💔💔💔

“He built Kleenex factories and taught the Romans to cover their mouths when they coughed” 😭😭😭

“Imagine two people,” Bardfield said. “One who has lost love in their life, taken by the hand of death. Another who thought he had real love, but found it was something less than what he had expected and hoped for. The two of them, bereft of love, and of the miracles of life. And then the unexpected happens.”
“The moon turns to cheese?” Hannah ventured.

Mosscap watched them keenly, not moving at all. “Is it bad?” the robot asked.
“No,” Dex lied.
HAHAHA

“[…] and in all the time this entire scenario has existed, every component has been recycled over and over and over again into infinitely incredible configurations, and sometimes, those configurations are special enough to be able to see the world around them. You and I—we’re just atoms that arranged themselves the right way, and we can understand that about ourselves. Is that not amazing?”

“Are you afraid of that?” they asked. “Of death?”
“Of course,” Mosscap said. “All conscious things are. Why else do snakes bite? Why do birds fly away? But that’s part of the lesson too, I think. It’s very odd, isn’t it? The thing every being fears most is the only thing that’s for certain? It seems almost cruel, to have that so…”
“So baked in?”
“Yes.”