Chapter 3 — Rowhammer Lashes

💻A hailie arrived. Maya stepped inside and felt the slight discomfort of a automated safety belt’s grip on her waist. Reminded of dentists.

“Yes, madam?” the hailie driver’s voice initiated a ritual of a conversation.

“Fonystill” Maya replied.

“Which side? There’s west and east studios, madam.”

Maya smiled. She knew exactly the bugs still riddling these older hailies. Besides, good for the People. Hailies’ memory was washed after each ride.

“West.”

The hailie accelerated smoothly and the view of the streets outside became blurred.

Maya blinked, and the grates slid on top of her corneas.

Maya- corneal grates activated.

She felt safe.

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