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Submitted to Contest #73
When Leonard came home that day after his last concert, it was the small hours of the morning and all he wanted to do was crash into his bed and sleep for the next four days. The tour was over, he was exhausted, and Christmas was just around the corner. You’d think playing drums in a metal band was easy. Pfft. Christmas. The most commercial holiday in the world. Nothing about it was appealing to him: not the lights, not the Santas, not the Christmas trees, nothing. When he pushed the door open to his house, all the lights were ...
Submitted to Contest #72
Every day was the same day: wake up, eat, go to work, eat, sleep. Every day, Number 7’162’534 said the same thing: good morning. How did you sleep? I’ll see you later. Good evening. How was your day? Good night. Every day was the same day and no one was expected to do anything else. The Numbers’ lives were directed by the Computer. They could not stray left or right, because they didn’t know anything else: wake up, eat, go to work, eat, sleep. They were programmed to live like that. Not that they were robots, droids, or artifici...
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