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Still nobody is pounded in the butt yet. This is a surprisingly entertaining piece of writing.

This is really good actually. Nobody is pounded in the butt yet.

I am at chapter 2 and nobody has been pounded in the butt yet.

"My whole life has been, 'Okay, change for the machines.' Every time they bring in a new machine, more change."

The Square Miles, you understand, were franchises; the guards were brought in by the dozens, trained in a few days, and retained for an average of less than six months. It was a uniquely American approach to holocaust, a sort of McGulag.

The virtual software let me feel the fabric, but could not make her arm solid, so my hand passed through skin, vein, and bone. “Mirabara—Keishi—get some rest,” I said. “I’ve never seen a terabyte of research on one chip in my life. You must be exhausted. You know, I didn’t even think about it, but what a horrible assignment. That telepresence, especially. It must have really put you through the wringer.”