In the shower rn shopping for boxers
Man the future is crazy. Is it even ethical to resurrect a bioprinted copy of Mohammed Ali just for a chance to have sex with him in the shower?
Imagine being a bioprinted boxer from the 20th century, knowing without knowing how you know, that you’re in the distant future and that the moment you step out of the shower you’ll be painlessly destroyed, but not really caring because you have an irresistible urge for the person ogling you and you seem strangely obsessed with soaping them up.