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Schuldig prefers the adverts to the programs. He turns the sound right down and watches the gaudy jumping images, divested of all but residual meaning. It's just enough like a drug dream to look funny from where he's sitting, curled on the sofa with Farfarello.

"And if good is an attitude, then right belongs to the most seductive speaker," comments Farfarello abstractedly.

"What the fuck," says Schuldig.

He runs his fingers through Farfarello's wiry hair, because no-one else is allowed to do things like that, and grins like someone outside of every target market any advertising executive ever dreamt up.