Biobot Escape Hatch
She codes in periods of time, unashamed of any weakness--more than unashamed--she is poetic. She codes in terms of ostrich hostages, a new algorithm carried forward by a few of her big signature accomplishments.
It's how an artist would feel, intellectual, rising with the concept of fitting into or not fitting into, being at home with the dark horses.
She grows into beauty unlike the manufacturing plant she came from on theContinent. It's not about a redeemer now, just the strong.
It should be all she needs, feeling the best of her breath and, knowing love is where you find it (no more garbage in the garage, no more dagger-shot shards of wood on streets) to add to her buoyancy.
She has escaped, truly, the place where wolves once wept.