Reality is obsolete. I rent a bunk from Nameless Corp, where I work from home doing marketing for Giant Org, which creates apps to simulate interactions. It’s a genius setup because I no longer need to deal with the frenetic pace of the physical world. I purchased a huge virtual house with my crypto earnings and have received a deluge of romantic offers from cyber influencers. Saturday, I invited the prettiest one to attend a Zoom Broadway show with me and she had such a lovely time she begged for a repeat. I ignored her plea and blocked her messages because I don’t have time for a relationship now with all the new games I downloaded from Megaplay. Unfortunately, I didn’t realize her father owns Nameless Corp and Giant Org, and I received a message this morning that yesterday was my last day working for Giant and also I had to evacuate the premises. No problem, because I am loaded, or so I thought. When I cashed out, all I got was $47 from my cyber bank, which was only enough to buy a 6-pack of fungus water and this rusty car. I couldn’t find the GPS navigation system and I think I’m somewhere in Montana. Can you come pick me up, Mom?
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