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They already know

... users can be found giggling, crying, or simply staring into the distance saying "Whoah..." We spoke to one, and asked how they feel about warnings that the practice is addictive: "I could stop, but I don't want to." Some experts say if reading was invented today it would be banned at once.

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I stole it from Robert Heinlein. :-)

"What is the deal with knights anyway?" the dragon asked. "What do you see in them?" "I was told," the maiden said, "that they're very fit thanks to all training. And that I should admire men who are good at violence." "Hm. And do you?" "What else is there?" "Hah! I'll let my princess tell you!"

The message from the stars began with a sequence of numbers, but the rest took years to decode. Most was context to translate the message: "Those are the winning lottery numbers." The numbers matched the next draw after the message was first received. Now we received another sequence...

A spaceship landed in the park. A door dilated and a distraught alien emerged. "What's happened to the library? It's gone! The one thing your civilization had going-" "They moved to a new building," a passer-by said. "Don't you have ways of finding these things out?" "Yes. I ask at the library."

"Excuse me," the man at the bar said, "but I couldn't help overhearing. Are you really saying you refuse to pick one?" "I don't see why I should have to." "It's a core part of one's identity!" "My gender and sexuality-" "Oh!" He looked relieved. "I thought you were talking about football teams."

Yeah, but then people would confuse him with the philosopher Zeno, who lived much later.

"I'm bored," Zenon said. "Are we there yet?" "I told you," Odysseus growled, "to stop asking that." "Oh yeah? What are you going to do, somehow double the time we have left to go?" "Yes! Every time you ask! Just to spite you!" "Pfff. Are we there yet?"

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I noticed a neighbour had set up a little library box in their front yard. I checked the books and saw they were all jumbled up. I had only moved a few when a net fell on me. "Gotcha! Oh..." "What's going on?" I asked. "There's a feral librarian around." "Ah. Catch, tag, feed, release?" "Yup."

I prefer not to. I don't want someone who had favourited/reposted/bookedmarked a story start to doubt their memories when they go to look at it again and it's gone. I started doing this on twitter, where a popular story could get many hundreds of interactions in ten minutes.

** Sorry about this, I was writing and posting and correcting while walking home in the bright sunshine and I didn't see that the correction didn't have the whole story. Copy-paste error. Mea culpa. **

I was waiting for my robot friend when a sleek stranger came up to me. "Hi!" they said. "Um... hi?" "Oh, sorry." My phone pinged with a text from my friend: "Body's in for service, this is a loaner." "Oh!" I said. "Er... Is it nice?" "Can't wait to go back. This is..." "Not you?" "Not me."

I was waiting for my robot friend when a sleek stranger came up to me.

I was waiting for my robot friend when a spell stranger came up to me. "Hi!" they said. "Um... hi?" "Oh, sorry." My phone pinged with a text from my friend: "Body's in for service, this is a loaner." "Oh!" I said. "Er... Is it nice?" "Can't wait to go back. This is..." "Not you?" "Not me."