I'm outing myself: I identify as a potato

It’s 2055. Phones are painted onto our palms. Being transgender is compulsory, except for Popes, who have to be female. All countries have combined into one big nation, North Zuckerberg. No, wait. Maybe life won’t be that weird in 2055. It will be that strange much sooner, like maybe in the next week or so.

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