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Four of my ancestors didn’t come home from their wars. What the records teach you, if you sit with them long enough, is that the bullets got almost nobody.
Among ourselves, we have taken to calling them “the artificial ones.” What follows is a note filed before they existed, by an analyst who ran the projections and could not bring herself to file the recommendation that followed from them.