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... d a will of its own, reenacting dance moves I'd seen on TV.
It hopped around using its index and middle fingers as legs—bizarre, but weirdly cheerful.
“...What the hell is this now.”
I stared at it, dumbfounded.
Even in a cyberpunk world where absurdity never stops, this was a first.
Circuit patterns on the wrist still shimmered with a bluish light, like a firefly glowing in the dark.
Watching a severed body part dance suddenly brought something to ...
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