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You follow the android at a distance and it makes for a quiet village. It enters an old building which has a painting hanging outside it of two black horses pulling a four wheeled vehicle made of wood. You follow it inside, cautiously, and the building appears to be an ancient form of recreation centre. There are no vid-booths or massage machines but several men and women appear to be drinking enormous glass mugs of what looks faintly like urine. Some of them appear to be losing control.of their limbs. The android is talking to the man who serves the drinks asking in a flat voice for the use of a phone. You can see no holophones but your attention is momentarily distracted as a man staggers towards you and puts his arm on your shoulder. 'What have we got here then? Going to a fancy dress party?' You search your memory for the vid-lecture which dealt with late 20th century customs and history but all you can remember is that a dress is something worn only by women at this time. You shake your head and reply, mimicking his accent, that you are an extra from a science fiction film. 'A Star Wars chappie eh? Well, come and have a drink.' The android is walking to the back door. Will you: