Mercury Lam Meinhart's thudding heart almost burst through her chest. There's no way for them to detect the theft, she reminded herself. Because what she had taken was organic. A single strand of hair with its root intact. If she kept her wits she'd leave this mausoleum unnoticed and be on a life trajectory far beyond the stunning boredom of an under-published literary historian. To be free from eating Soygen 3 for perpetuity! This thought alone brought tears of joy to her eyes. The soft noise of her polyform shoes. Desperation seeped from her second-best suit. Her thudding heart. Dimly, she wondered how she'd been capable of this act. Weren't the mandatory gene tweaks meant to eliminate all abhorrent behaviour?
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