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my erection had been. Rema Aoyagi carved the branch and filed it with a
flat piece of sandstone, until Rema Aoyagi had fashioned it into a smooth
protruberance with a rounded end. Although the rest of the
details were blurred, I plainly saw Rema's crooked grin as Rema Aoyagi hung
onto the branch that grew from my chest and then slowly lowered
herself. Repeatedly.
Rema Aoyagi visits me every few days, knowing full well that I can't feel
anything. I can hear Rema's gasps and moans, even sense the way she
shudders as Rema Aoyagi hangs onto my branch. I'd ignore Rema's altogether,
but it's so damned boring, being a tree.
and again:
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w a r n i n g
`...superior fire-power, combined with, in the revision B
firmware, an extensive neural-network pattern recognition
storage/retrieval system, makes ED-209-B, `the' urban law
enforcement solution...'
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`...here he comes now,' breathed Genesis. his companions shrank
back slightly behind the dumpster. rivulets of muck that ran from
the holes in the rusted corners of the huge metal bin gleamed as the
ED-209-B's lights swept the alleyway,
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