Planet Y-683
He came on the planet Y-683, checked in the motel, and went to the bathroom. There were two toilets. He got back to the room and called reception. “Why are there two toilets” he asked. “Ah one is for shitting, the other for peeing.” Answered the receptionist. “Why? Asked Rif. “For peeing, the water get's in the pipes and a small pump get's it back in place for use again, there is purifier in the pipes and it just circles. And for shiting, well, that goes, you don't wanna know really.” - said the voice on the tablet for communication. “But I do wanna know.” “It's complicated, ok, fertilizer is made, water is purified. Have a nice stay.”
Rif got to the toilet, took a piss, flushed the water, and went out for a walk. Why two toilets, couldn't be just one with a button to switch, he thought while walking on the sidewalk.
Someone plant a bomb,
In the ground deep,
The bomb went on,
Made a crater,
As it seems.
Bomb here,
Bomb there,
Bomb everywhere.
Outside was hot. Some kind of planes were flying over the city spraying something like dust to form shades, maybe water, or some materiel. On the side there was a sign Public kitchen. He entered it. All meals were free. He took some and seat next to one man. “Excuse me, what is that on the sky for shades?” - Rif asked. “Ah that is some bio degradable very light material. It makes shade, like clouds, over the city. It's also a light fertilizer.” “What if it falls in the city?”
“Winds directions and strength are measured and the cloud is made so it wont end in the city, but if it does we just put napkins on our mouth, and clean it afterwards and spread it on the fields.” “That's just stupid.”
“Temporary solution, until better one is developed.” “OK. What is this food?”
“It's a meal.”
“What kind of meal?”
“I don't know. Look there are three meals a day, and together all three have everything the organism needs. It's pretty much balanced.”
“Like spices? Put some vitamins and minerals in the meal or what?” “I don't know, not my field. I'm Glan, I work on public transportation.”
“How does that work? Ah, it's pretty much automated, I control everything, have a lot of assistants too, to help me with the job.”
“OK.” Said Rif and leaved.
After few miles he sat on a bench, it was made of some plastic, rubbery material, very ergonomic and comfortable. A man approach sat next to him.
“Hi” Said Fis. “I'm Fis. Do you know who you talked to in the kitchen?”
“Yes, Glan.”
“He is enemy of the state, do you know that?”
“Enemy?”
“Enemy.” - Fis aid and walked away.
“After a while a girl came and site next to Rif.”
“Do you know who you talked to few minutes ago?”
“Fis?”
“He is enemy of the state, do you know that?”
“Enemy?”
“Enemy.” She said and walked away.
Bought a gun,
Bought a farm,
Bought a clown,
Bought a wife.
On the side of the bench there was a tablet computer. It offered a lot of information about the city. Streets in part of the city were with roofs made of solar panels and here and there a glass one for light, temperature was controlled, air from outside was taken with pumps it went trough some chemical liquid and than pumped free of pollution air on sealed streets with only public transport, mostly electrically, from all the artificial lakes that were made, and in buildings too clean air was pumped. It wasn't so hot and the air was clean to breath, somewhere the liquid was just sprayed in the sky over the city...
“Well?”
“Well what?”
“You were telling a story.”
“Well, that's it, that's the whole story.”
“It can't end like that?”
“Sure it can.”