LINKDING

<blockquote>I was serving in Baxon just north of Hescher, guard-dogging a queue of first responders heading into the riot zones, and John caught my eye. Her beard caught my eye. Some troublemaker flaunting the rules, I thought, or a guy sneaking in under cover of audacity, thinking the Womens Volunteer Corps was a good place to get laid. If that was the case, /he/ was looking to get roughed up, and it was my job to oblige. I pulled her out of the line.</blockquote> ➤ Does interesting things with gender

<blockquote>When I was ten, I saw a man named Menley brought out to the Ocean of Starve. Thirty of us colonials gathered around, sweating in our envirosuits under the cerulean sky, while bailiffs flashed radio signals into the Ocean. Soon enough the silvery Vosth fog swarmed up and we watched the bailiffs take off Menley’s suit, helmet first. They worked down his body until every inch of his skin was exposed.</blockquote> ➤ fuckit, I read this ages ago and didn't bookmark it or make any notes at the time and I have no memory. All I can say is that I definitely liked it enough to save the link to bookmark in the future. ➤ NOTE TO SELF: reread this story at some point so I can remember what I thought of it, and what it's about.