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These were the ones we used for our desires.
Outfitted with their ports and dripping chemical centers, they made themselves luxurious companions in the basements and high-rises both alike.
These were the ones who erased our crimes.
Their cameras click, their hard drives grind and purr, their antennae send signals to the clustered stations that spring up in small ground-floor apartments a block or twenty-four apart.
These ones who act out our hatred.
-and so these assassins were given syringes and searers and all manner of snarling grabbers, and whoever could buy one would buy one (what better killer could there be in some of those rat-tangle cluster towns, the ones kept in by checkpoint, gangland's edge.
These ones we've made vulnerable for fun.
Given to erratic behaviour, they pawed at the ground in the streets, or in the shared courtyards at the center of some artist-district hovels.
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