Judd Trichter

After all, a man's life, when all is said and done, should serve some greater purpose than that of a hero in a cautionary tale.

She pulls a spare head from beneath a pile of shoes and raises it by the hair. It looks like one of those cheap, blue heads that botwhores keep for lonely sci-fi freaks who want to pretend they__e fucking the queen of Xenon.

Unsettling because it reveals some possible branch of evolution in which sex organs will no longer exist. The bots won__ need them, and perhaps without them, the entire concept of gender will disappear.

Can they love? Or is it a bit of code meant to get a reaction from humans? Can anyone tell real love, in a bot or in a human?