6.

The holovideo percolated through the net under the tag ‘babysonfire’. It opened in Puerto Gris: a boy thrown out of a ship into the sea. He climbed over to the low docks coughing then ran shiveringly into a corner, escaping wind and mining robots with carts. Dry now, he loitered through the concrete departments talking to cameras. He was to loiter for five days with no sign of a human presence - until he crushed an ad-bot that got into his way and got arrested. He'd escape, this time to highlands. He took cover in an enormous manor, abandoned with employees inside. He’d pinch the French maid robots' asses as they slided by with their trays. He'd cheat the eyecheck and use the home system as he pleased. He'd start to take and deliver illicit orders.

Ina was moved.
- Was that your childhood?
- No – said Nygaard - but sure looks like it.