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"Oh-My-Gosh! I can't believe it!" said the clone girl, over excited. Quickly, she struggled with her purse and luggage, to pull out her phone and snap some photos.

A hobo -who had been asking for change in a corner of the street looked over to the girl.

"What's so interesting?" he asked, annoyed.

"It's actual anti-corporate propaganda! My friends will never believe it!" she said, taking more photos to the tattered remains of some posters. The hobo glanced at them. Some calls for clones to unite against corporations. That had never worked before, and never will work, he thought.

"Ah." he finally said, uninterested.

"Could you take me a photo?! Please?!" asked the clone girl, readily handing him her phone. The man looked around the street. There was nobody there except them for now. The girl walked back, trying to strike a pose by the tattered remains.

"So...just out of the cloning vats? Or first time in a non corporate colony?" asked the hobbo, finding the girl to be out of place. It wasn't that there weren't clones in the slums -there where plenty of them-. But few times some energetic, shiny and brand new, he guessed. People knew after all, how dangerous this place was.

"Both!" said the afra corporate clone of Azimuth Pharmaceuticals, brandishing a gesture at the camera with her hands.

"Whats up with the gesture?"

"We invented it with my friends! Isn't it cute? Its the symbol of Azimuth! See?" she explained. "It's visible the anti-corpo propaganda? The girls wouldn't believe me!"

The hobo snapped a couple of photos. The focus of them wasn't on either the hand gesture or the ragged posters. Or the face of the cookie-cutter clone girl.

"Being a photo for your friends, you should give me your luggage, no? It's not very photogenic" he ventured, testing his luck.

"sure!" said the afra thrustingly, handing all of her possessions to the hobbo, before reasuming her pose.

"Mmh." mumbled the impromptu photographer. "We are too close for the photo. Walk further away"

"like this?"

"further"

"now?"

"further" The afra walked away.

"Is this further enough?" she asked, turning around. She thought by this distance, probably the anti-corporate posters wouldn't be visible... But the hobbo was gone. With all her stuff.

An aFra is a corporate artificial human / clone , produced by Azimuth Pharmaceuticals.

This was based around a suggestion. Person who did it showed a reference image. I'm afraid I don't know who is the author of said image v_v

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Mature Content

"Oh-My-Gosh! I can't believe it!" said the clone girl, over excited. Quickly, she struggled with her purse and luggage, to pull out her phone and snap some photos.

A hobo -who had been asking for change in a corner of the street looked over to the girl.

"What's so interesting?" he asked, annoyed.

"It's actual anti-corporate propaganda! My friends will never believe it!" she said, taking more photos to the tattered remains of some posters. The hobo glanced at them. Some calls for clones to unite against corporations. That had never worked before, and never will work, he thought.

"Ah." he finally said, uninterested.

"Could you take me a photo?! Please?!" asked the clone girl, readily handing him her phone. The man looked around the street. There was nobody there except them for now. The girl walked back, trying to strike a pose by the tattered remains.

"So...just out of the cloning vats? Or first time in a non corporate colony?" asked the hobbo, finding the girl to be out of place. It wasn't that there weren't clones in the slums -there where plenty of them-. But few times some energetic, shiny and brand new, he guessed. People knew after all, how dangerous this place was.

"Both!" said the afra corporate clone of Azimuth Pharmaceuticals, brandishing a gesture at the camera with her hands.

"Whats up with the gesture?"

"We invented it with my friends! Isn't it cute? Its the symbol of Azimuth! See?" she explained. "It's visible the anti-corpo propaganda? The girls wouldn't believe me!"

The hobo snapped a couple of photos. The focus of them wasn't on either the hand gesture or the ragged posters. Or the face of the cookie-cutter clone girl.

"Being a photo for your friends, you should give me your luggage, no? It's not very photogenic" he ventured, testing his luck.

"sure!" said the afra thrustingly, handing all of her possessions to the hobbo, before reasuming her pose.

"Mmh." mumbled the impromptu photographer. "We are too close for the photo. Walk further away"

"like this?"

"further"

"now?"

"further" The afra walked away.

"Is this further enough?" she asked, turning around. She thought by this distance, probably the anti-corporate posters wouldn't be visible... But the hobbo was gone. With all her stuff.

An aFra is a corporate artificial human / clone , produced by Azimuth Pharmaceuticals.

This was based around a suggestion. Person who did it showed a reference image. I'm afraid I don't know who is the author of said image v_v