Virtual Anything

In a bar one hundred floors above the harbor, I’m having a gin and tonic with a swizzle stick in it and it makes me wonder why, if it’s all virtual to me, why didn’t i get a fancy drink that went down like candy and hit me like a freight train. because I must have my wits about me when the agent from Tai Pei walks through the door wearing the Oddfellows Local 151 lapel pin. That man will have the answer I’m here for, that elusive secret Asian man.

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About Suhail Rafidi

Suhail Rafidi is a novelist and educator whose works explore the destiny of human values in a technological landscape. You can find him on Twitter, too, @shelldive.
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