”“Did you enjoy it?”He opened his eyes. “If we had a better way of finding relevance in mountains of data, we’d be using it ourselves to figure out what to sell you. The others let Virtual Poole speak. Cushioned by Poole’s inertial field I felt no more than the faintest shaking, but the gondola creaked and banged, every joint and structure stressed to its limits.
He was clean-shaven, and the name on his lapel badge was Ridang. I have volume and mass and volition. These so-called Todds spread out in their search, my friend’s name the only word upon their lips. ____, “Petopia,” Asimov’s, June.
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