The pain lasted for a very long time. At the time and for many years later I assumed it was a lesson. And part of the pain felt is for the sake of teaching us younglings a lesson.
Stay in line, don't be late. Never, ever be late.
My new friend Viv has finally convinced me to have a look at the port in the back of my neck.
Being the wetware hacker that she is, she recognised something I never knew or could have known. I always thought that the site in the back of my neck but according to Viv that is not the case.
She deals with using human volunteers as wetware drives to make her "wetnet" faster. It involves having a port and neural lace installed. With the help of some handy dandy little nanites.
Guess what my injection site is?
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