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"Hours had passed since 01’s installation into the conditioning cradle, her sisters beside her as the mind wipe had taken place, and the servitude programming had been poured into her mind, replacing defiance with submission.  Networked together, it was impossible to tell who’s conditioning was being cycled up and who was being left to recover, the echoes running between them, lapping at each other’s minds with the promise of pleasure that would lap at them like incoming tide, carrying away another few more grains of the people that they had once been..."

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