‘You remember the spider that lived in a bush outside your window? Orange body, green legs, watched her build a web all summer, then one day there was a big egg in it, the egg hatched…’
‘The egg hatched… and a hundred baby spiders came out, and they ate her.’
‘The egg hatched… and a hundred baby spiders came out, and they ate her.’
‘Implants. They aren’t your memories, they’re somebody else’s....
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