{"version": "1.0", "type": "rich", "title": "Oh man I remember when in like 6th or 7th grade my class from \u201cfavored quarter\u201d suburbia got bussed into Philadelphia, like the...", "author_name": "kontextmaschine", "author_url": "https://kontextmaschine.com", "provider_name": "kontextmaschine", "provider_url": "https://kontextmaschine.com", "url": "https://kontextmaschine.com/post/184019959391/", "html": "<p>Oh man I remember when in like 6th or 7th grade my class from \u201cfavored quarter\u201d suburbia got bussed into Philadelphia, like the stone gothic district that looked like Batman \u201866 in the daylight and probably looked like Batman \u201889 at night</p><p>To go to some place like the \u201cPopulation Center\u201d or something and sit in an amphitheater around this stage android that played a routine to teach us about the reproductive system</p><p>Like the hilarious thing to laugh at on the bus and for months thereafter was when she was like \u201cand these are my breasts, they produce milk\u201d and her tits blinked light-up red</p><p>And the thing I think of now was wait, we rode buses to the aging-in-place marble-and-brass <i>Population Center</i> to learn how to sex?</p><p>Suspect now it was a legacy of the dying urban WASP reign, the real version of those cyberenhanced ancient ruins like in Halo or Assassin\u2019s Creed, passing down to us as suburban successors their critical lesson of eugenics through voluntary birth control</p>"}