The noise from the party went from a buzz to a chatter to a cacophony and finally into white noise. That’s when Horace started to speak.

 

“Hello”, he said to the pretty, slim 32 year old in all white. He smiled a dazzling smile and looked straight into her moist and dancing eyes. He acted like he was in love but his heart was elsewhere.

 

You see, Horace was a unique medical specimen.

 

He had an artificial heart.

 

Later on in the same party, Gilbert sniffed his martini took a sip and contemplated its taste. He looked around, saw a pretty, slim 32 year old in all white, downed the drink and proceeded to her.

 

“Hello”, he said with a dazzling smile and looked straight into her moist and dancing eyes. He thought he was in love but his head was somewhere else.

 

You see, Gilbert was a unique medical specimen.

 

He had an artificial brain.

 

The party went on. Things happened. People came, people drank, people left.

 

The party ended.

 

The pretty lady in white went home with him.

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