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Aug 2018
pre-3232:
                      What is it, Alfred?   he asked,
                     entering the overheated room;
                                      what have we here?
A perfect synthetic replica
of a healthy                   young female body;
she has every component,
except life itself;
then she shall have it!
I've been working w/
an unusual microbe that feeds on DNA;
    if I feed enough chromosomes into the  
    creatures & we let them loose to infest
ur apparatus;
he suggested,       peering over at the doll,
& going on,    the accumulated creatures
will coalesce into a single consciousness;

like a hive, indwelling the plastic form;
why, that's genius;  
                   how soon can u start
I'll bring one back to my station
& work on it there,     it should be infested
in no time;
where will u get the female chromosomes?
asked the curious replicator;
                          there may be some women
                          willing to give a bit away -
replied the genius astrogeneticist,          
                                      ­         yet to go mad
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