“It was totally unexpected. In fact, I’ve literally run into her. As I recall, it was in a crowded diner, outside Kaurobi district. Around midnight time, and just when I was about to lose all hope on the assignment. She sat by herself, at the end of the lunch wagon counter, in the shadow, next to a neon sign. Drinking her bantha milk. It was a chance I couldn’t waste. Dr. Eldon Tyrell had given me instructions of the ideal template, but this female specimen surpassed our expectations. Bloomingly young, posh; she exuded an excessive beauty, almost unreal for a Off-World colony as rough as ours.

Weeks later, I was given her birth name: Rachael Winters. She was 22 years of age. Also that she erned a living as an exotic dancer (and was a part-time pro). None of that information was eased by herself. She insisted that worked on public relations for a International Cometee (TCI).

Although replicants can actually have the same emotions as humans, I often wonder about her feelings if she’d ever had run into a biorobotic android. Plain apathy?”

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Cigarro Volador, 2023

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