I will tell you why I hate hacking.
The government figured in the beginning, they couldn't tell me anything. LIke My professors. My family. My friends. And the rest of society. I don't listen. I don't take instruction.
MOrpheus sends me a TXT-message from a Morpheus number: "i'm fine. My wife and I are out of town."
NOt only could he have not sent it. But it could have been a complete edit and re-write.
He could have written, "Honey. I love you so much. Hugs. Kisses. You are the best thing in my life. I'm sorry I can't be there. Sorry about the hacking. I will drive by the house on my way home from work. Smile more. Dont' worry about the dogs. We will see each other soon. Love."
Once you know someone has the power to change things, you can always think better.
I like the re-write, re-write.
He sends another one, which is in the trash. "Hear that honk? That's me."
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