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Cup photo by Joanna Bourne

Chadool

The wrong move in a cesspool at the ass end of the universe

Humadroid. Human-Droid hybrid. Model BZ-7. Built for strength and endurance, not intelligence or independent thinking. Most “volunteers” for this model were broke, permanently disabled or — most often — illiterate and unable to read the contract.

Someone tapped his shoulder. A diplobot. The closest thing to a public servant on these backsystem industrial planets. Cop, clerk and courthouse judge. Replaced often because irate locals destroyed them when they didn’t like the verdict.

Arkady held his biscuit into the black liquid until the digital clock floating at the corner of his eye counted to zero. He lifted his biscuit and waited for it to break. Give the humadroid his win. Arkady needed to keep his appointment.

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