And another is that, when your fridge is empty on a Sunday morning, your best friend the arch-genius has invented a machine that can conjure that very breakfast out of thin air.
And breakfast has gone deliciously digital.
Ones and zeroes, quantum proteins, fried attractors, Heisenberg ketchup.
Don't ask how he does it, it misses the point. He just can.
And don't ask why he has a new name. Just accept it.
Besides, that story's a whole other adventure.
Indigo
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