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"Hello, what is this?" I said to myself as I spied a small folded card had been left by the coffee maker.
'Good Morning, Mr. Strand,' it said. 'We hope you slept well on your arrival night here at the Isla Truqué Resort.'
The card continued, "Your bath has been drawn and fresh clothes placed in the closet. Your date will be meeting you for breakfast in a private dining room at the La Bonne Nourriture at exactly 8 AM. You and your guest have the complete use of the island and all of it's facilities. Enjoy your morning and the rest of the day.
'Well, that's considerate,' I thought as I recalled the enormous fee for this vacation. This resort was one of a kind, considered one of the most luxurious in the world and it had very unique feature. Everyone here is an automaton. The 'date' the card referred to was a woman engineered to meet my very exacting specifications. I knew exactly what she would be like because I was very specific.
And, I knew her name was Janet.
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