The hairless head was pushed in on one side, like a pumpkin that hasn’t been turned as it grew in the patch, and t He had us put on heavy, thick-layered exosuits of a kind I’d never seen before. “It must be a failsafe!” one of the doctors cries. “Used to be bigger, but we like them small.
Our old stories say we used to be star people. It didn’t contain backup copies of the four of us; it contained only one ultra-high-fidelity copy of Michael Poole himself. “Do you know why I’m here?” he asked. He was one of the few Others who tried to understand humanity.
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