About This Adventure
You were the clever one in the marriage, until your ex-wife bought you a new body and a berth on a fuel station crewed almost entirely by vat-grown futas. You keep the co-op's ledgers because you can still count, but tonight the second stage of your sequencing finishes and your speech goes with it. Two dock hands have read the schedule, placed their bets, and are waiting for the clock.
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