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Submitted to Contest #72
Think, but not too much. Devon shuffled along his everyday route from the factory to his apartment, just as the Panoptikon knew he would. The neural band on his wrist showed the dull green line to indicate behavioral normality. Earlier he’d remembered to pick up a tin of condensed milk for his mother, and a minute later a message scrolled across the band’s display: INVENTORY OF MILK LOW. CONSIDER BORROWING FROM ROTHSTEIN. He’d docilely gone along with the suggestion to bother the widower across the hall for the prized commodity. Rothste...
“In the 1920’s they called it a speakeasy, a place where illegal booze was sold and consumed during Prohibition. Often a doorman stood guard and required a calling card or the password for entry. In the event of a police raid he’d hold them off and signal back to the owner, who could try hiding their stash—or at least get a bribe put together.”The small group of eight laughed and clapped. They were eclectic in all respects, including skin color, age, gender, and politics. They sat at a long Shaker table, the only piece of furniture in the ro...
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