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The clerk tapped a screen, and a heavy hydraulic door hissed open. Inside, bathed in sterile white light, sat Lucy. She looked hauntingly human, dressed in a simple linen shift, her synthetic hair the color of spun copper. As Kael approached, her head tilted, and her pupils dilated—a perfect imitation of biological recognition. At the counter sat a woman with holographic
