keccers
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“It’s a shame she didn’t get enough work done this week, I really liked her. She always was nice to her neighbors” the man in The Department of Labor Management remarked to his partner. He turned to his computer, double checked the work quota and pressed a key, silently sending a signal to the state mandated brain implant that shut down the woman’s body instantly. She felt no pain. Someone would pick her up in the morning to take her to be burned. A handful of bodies were used as fertilizer in the few farms that remained, but mostly everyone wound up in a giant silky dune of cremains. The technologists were working on ways to extract more from the bodies; scarce chemicals and compounds. Labor Management deaths were forbidden burials as it would take too much time away from work, for mourning. Plus while everyone knew it had to be done — nonproductive people with no other means had to die, society simply cannot support them— no one liked to look it in the eye.
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Britt Kim
@brittkim.eth
What did you get done this week?
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keccers
@keccers.eth
Nothing. I was on vacation 😂 I think I just decided to write a sci fi novel tho 😎
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kbc
@kbc
Love this section. Did the woman have family? What we’re the neighbours thinking when they didn’t see her anymore? What work was she doing?
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keccers
@keccers.eth
I need to figure out the jobs! The neighbors are used to it because at this point everyone has slipped up. They have to focus on working themselves more than anything. You are only as good as the value you create and this woman and her neighbors don’t have a bank of stores value to draw on. One sick day will get them killed too
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kbc
@kbc
What role do colours, smells and music play in their lives?
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