A rather longish time ago, I read a short story about this bloke who had sold himself to a corporation. The deal was simple enough... he had some time free to himself each week, that would not be taken away from him. He could do anything he wanted to, except for things that might be damaging to his body; which was after all, owned by the corporation. He had been paid a huge sum for selling himself: it just happened that he couldn't think of any good way to spend all that wonderful moolah on his free time.
Interesting situation.. there are people in the UK who plan to implant criminals with little microchips which will help track their movements and eventually help to set up 'crime free zones'. I wonder where this will end?
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