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Felix ignores her departure, walks over to the living room couch, and takes a seat. “Have you ever heard of the simulation theory?” he asks. I gesture for Maya to sit on the couch, and she plops right next to Felix, so I sit to her right. “I hear about this theory every time you get drunk or high.”
I’ve always thought these stories were huge exaggerations or flat-out lies, in part because some are plain ridiculous, like the one about an underground bunker full of gold that Nero actually swims in, like Scrooge McDuck. Then again, the fund is heavily invested in gold, so who knows?
If I didn’t know better, I’d think Nero looks offended—the nerve of that guy. “I wouldn’t kill a dog like that. What kind of a monster do you think—”
Great. The benefit I’ve always wanted—a frequent customer rate for a body disposal service. What’s next, a Groupon for funeral arrangements?