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The Formula: After Dinner Conversation, #63
The Formula: After Dinner Conversation, #63
The Formula: After Dinner Conversation, #63
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The Formula: After Dinner Conversation, #63

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Synopsis - A group of boys get into a car crash and an AI algorithm is forced to decide who lives and dies.

After Dinner Conversation is a growing series of short stories across genres to draw out deeper discussions with friends and family. Each story is an accessible example of an abstract ethical or philosophical idea and is accompanied by suggested discussion questions.

Podcast discussions of this short story, and others, is available on iTunes, Spotify, Stitcher, and Youtube.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateAug 12, 2020
ISBN9798201085537
The Formula: After Dinner Conversation, #63

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    The Formula - Richard A. Shury

    The Formula

    After Dinner Conversation Series

    BIRTHDAY BOYS!

    The shouts of the young men echoed through the small space, bouncing off hardened plastic and safety glass.

    This is going to be too good, man!

    When do the girls arrive?

    Not til tomorrow afternoon. Tonight’s all about the lads!

    We’re gonna get you guys fucked up!

    Laughter and noise filled the car. Brent, driving, turned around to talk to the boys in the back seat. I heard about this bar with cheap shots, and loose women.

    You’ll be fine, you bronze Adonis, replied Jalil, but we’ve gotta get Sam laid. It’s his birthday, and he’s fucking hopeless.

    I do alright, Sam sulked, underneath the boos of his companions. In the passenger seat, Ali looked at Brent, waving his hands.

    I told you to watch the fucking road. I don’t want to die before we get Sam so drunk he pukes.

    Shit, we’ve done that before, Jalil called.

    The car swerved a little. Around them, the motorway rushed past, wobbling and then straightening out. Up ahead, the outline of a bridge hove into view, large spokes stabbing down from a wheel in the sky to impale the concrete monolith at various points.

    Fuck sakes. Ali reached over and slapped a button next to the steering wheel.

    Hey! Brent said, as the steering wheel and pedals

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