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"That's my pager" he said. I have a microchip under the skin of my arm. A few minutes later a phone rang. The second man lifted his palm to his ear. When he finished he explained, "that's my mobile phone. I have a microchip in my hand." The third man, feeling decidedly low-tech stepped out of the sauna. In a few minutes he returned with a piece of toilet paper extending from his rear. The other two raised their eyebrows. "I am getting a Fax", he explained.
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