Chapter . Why?
My second life was much like my first, only accelerated, smaller, and more dramatic. People married, money moved, wars began, kingdoms crumbled. Noses and lips and hair and clothes shifted like tiny weather systems, raining images and emotions onto the computer screens of people around the world. Little programs that animated your avatar to kiss another avatar were handed around during Valentine’s Day, along with perfume and embarrassment and gossip and more romance. Mood swings and conversation shifts and grand promises and tiny lies. Leather and lace and flowers and swords decorated this Harlequin Romance world, this world of social exchange.
A day in Second Life lasts for four hours. These thin, short days flickered by like a ...
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