SYNOPSIS

Morning routine in this living machine:

Take my private spaceship out of the garage,

avoid stacked autonomous shuttles and humans, like every morning. Join my work, to perform the same day as yesterday.

Return with the bus n°185 which has no delay ...

like every evening.

In all science fiction films of my youth, technology simplifies lives and we all dreamed of it, but now that the future has become present, our lifes are too simple. Like a video game, you just have to start over and over again, but everything remains virtual, fictional ...

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Where is the chance in this mechanical chaos? I need an accident.