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I am not a hologram, I’m a beating heart. Puck Tyrrell is waiting for a boat. He hasn’t gone to work today. He has probably lost his job anyway. Puck’s had a run of good luck lately: first the allotment, then the free ticket to Heebie Jeebies and the new job; and the newest recruit at the Academy of Holodramatic Arts, where algorithms do all the heavy thinking. Those algorithms just can’t get enough in the Unity quest to create art without artists; studying the freaks and creating the data.