9th August 2017

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My feet tread lighting as I step onto the future dystopian Olympic running track of 3026. Beside me stand my competitors, their metal faces reflecting the sun as they start to charge themselves for the race. I’ve seen their practice run, the robots staggering acceleration levels astound me. As the raceĀ starts my feet are perfectly in sync with my arms as if it were a sixth sense.

 

 

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