And it was. And it was great. Took about four weeks for the foreskin, or I should say SynSkin, to clone the remains of my face. That's about the time I started calling myself Cloner. My Face Artificial face for a time in which machines have migrated into the flesh.
Eye faces without ears or tears or memory smears.
Maybe that was why in the hospital in Phoenix, drugged down tight and mind drifting free, I had this strange recurring dream. Maybe not really, but it sure would be nice. Maybe he even understood that what I really wanted was a wetware face as a kind of flesh bridge between software flesh and the hardware road. A post-biologics face. Which is exactly what I got.