"Are you ready?"


    "Yes, I think so. I''ll sure miss being me."


    "Oh, you''ll still be yourself."


    "Is that a promise?"


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    "Well, sort of … at least it''s a brain transplant."


    "And what happens when my brain decays?"


    "That''s figured out. For every cell that dies, it''s replaced with a synthetic version."


    "I still don''t get it …"


    "Didn''t you attend the courses? You''re supposed to pass …"


    "Oh, I know, I know … the mass biological extinction, so we must evolve."


    "Exactly! Your synthetic body will absorb all those polymers."


    "Sounds horrible! "


    "On the contrary, they''re delicious!"