Becky stirs her drink with the straw, watching the grenadine swirl around (and knocking the cherry garnish to the bottom of the glass). "I have to wonder just how much technology is driving the thing, though, and what kind. I mean, there's a horse on the network; I doubt she has access to a computer."
(She hasn't interacted with said horse, so far, but that's a difficult thing to miss.)
"And more often than not I end up writing things down by hand when I'm using it. The sheer number of ways people are getting on this thing... if that were actual technology, someone else out in the world would be using it by now."
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Becky stirs her drink with the straw, watching the grenadine swirl around (and knocking the cherry garnish to the bottom of the glass). "I have to wonder just how much technology is driving the thing, though, and what kind. I mean, there's a horse on the network; I doubt she has access to a computer."
(She hasn't interacted with said horse, so far, but that's a difficult thing to miss.)
"And more often than not I end up writing things down by hand when I'm using it. The sheer number of ways people are getting on this thing... if that were actual technology, someone else out in the world would be using it by now."