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Show on for some time explaining it, but that's roughly how things were done on BauerWorlde-not altogether by means of a closed system but rather a running around in circles and no one in BauerWorlde, or in the entire EarthColonySystem for that matter, was ever able to figure it out. Of course it had been programmed almost from the beginning by Bauercratic minds, but this fact wasn't solely the reason it ran like it did. And marry; thought Brandon in a great panic, now its memory amounted to trillions upon trillions of megabytes. 'Twould be a monumental. . .a monumental job to. . . Deputy AVM Susan Chu coughed eloquently. "This," she said, "must be presented with all haste to the Exalted Board of Managers." Her eyes were shining beatifically with the vision of an impending crisis and the opportunities arising therefrom for screaming orders and sending wights and androids scurrying hither and thither in a passion of Bauercratic pandemonium. Something came to the young AD in a flash, as it were, of insight. "Suppose'st thou," he said, "the Good Doctor could erase. . ." His voice dropped off to a horrified whisper. "The Tartars take thee!" said Chu witheringly- Erase! What was the boy thinking of? Then she turned to the others. "Nevertheless, urge we must a complete hardcopy of..-" she paused dramatically, ". . .everything." The huge workload this portended! The panic! The sweating over terminals and holographs, androids whirring and booting from office to office and colliding in the halls, towering piles of hardcopy everwhere, BubbleMemories rolling like blizzards down the DaySlots! And Chu herself 57 |