It had been one of those perfectly shitty days that no one ever wants to hear someone grizzle about. The weather, the traffic, the jobs, the car, the spouse, the kids, the pets, the plants, the holovid newsfeed, the stacks of classic RomDramedy holovids that were being ‘downgraded’ on HoloCloud, effectively erasing them from popular feedcast, right before her eyes. Centuries’ worth of data, decades of her life’s work, all being summarily deleted before her very eyes. Her wristband was warning her that she was going to be late for her dinner appointment at 8:8:8b.
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