He’s not speaking. He’s just raising his palm forward at us. I don’t think Moonslash is playing around at this point. “I think we should
“Hurry it up,” Karina says. We’re walking to the Data Farm. My legs are all still wobbly from the experience of travelling on the rocket
With a sickness mask, sunglasses, and a winter scarf wrapped around my neck, Karina and I walk towards the highway entrance. The bright afternoon sun
Day three of being holed up in Karina’s house. After the police finished questioning me for potentially being an on-the-run murderer, they inspected those huge
I stare at the robot. “One caesar salad, please,” I repeat. But it simply stares forward as if I do not exist. This would be
“The evolution of the lightbulb sure has taken some interesting turns. We had those incandescent bulbs for a long time, but then it turned out
“I’m Moonslash, the famous Cybermancer, terror of Atlanta!” Edd Rockatansky shouts. Well, I guess Edd is probably an alias now that I actually say the
“Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!” … … Oh, I’m not dead.
Deep in the Innovation District of Atlanta, there is a certain tech shop close to a certain apartment complex, a few blocks down from a
May 5th is still a holiday, albeit not an official government holiday. It sure is a holiday celebrated by millions of people each year, but