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Learning to Accept What’s to Come

BR@X15 found it odd to hear those words coming through the air, the way humans communicated—back when there were humans to communicate—rather than having those words transfer silently and electronically from one robot to another, audible only the way its own thoughts were. But they’d analyzed their situation, calculated the energy drawn that way versus potential replenishments, and determined this method would be less of a power drain, so that’s how all communications between the two had gone in recent days.
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Butirub

She’d told me the story of her ancestor one steamy afternoon after I’d chanced upon an old box containing crumbling papers with the formula to Butirub in an ancient teak cupboard in her crumbling north Kolkata home. I’d been rooting around for condoms and so hadn’t really been in the mood for ancient documents at the time because Tarini had been in bed next to the cupboard, naked and laughing and glistening impatiently under a creaking fan.
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