It goes without saying.
What does?
It does.
What does?
It.
It?
It goes without saying.
What is it and where does it go?
If I could tell you, it wouldn't go without saying, now would it?
Laughing Their Heads Off
14 hours ago
"The world... ravaged... the sun beat down on the carbon stricken rock. Civilisation... a distant memory. Human-robot sex... the norm. Each day, every day, survival and ... how? this-thus."
A not too distant, distant too hot near-future.
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