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Strata decided to go out, but only after he knew he reached a dead end. The sources he could find for this...GMO project were just not credible enough. Farmers have been making GMOs since the beginning of agriculture. Everyone is supposed to know that. Why is it such a big fuss? Because it isn’t understood?
So, Maverick went to a tavern. He like to be in the vicinity of people. Maverick brought a book. He didn’t particularly like to talk to people. Not when he’d spent a day getting dud after hippie dud to talk to him. He ordered burbon and settled in. For now, his arm simply rested on the book. The reporter took a long draw from the glass and looked around for a non-smoking sign.
After he didn’t see one, he pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, pulled one out, and lit it up. As his eyes scanned the room, they settled on a conversation between a pair of people. Hushed. Must be personal. Or a conspiracy.
Maverick knew better. He stopped staring and watched the bartender as he finished his cigarette. At least there’s one place where you can still smoke. Another drink, then he pulled the book from under his arm and began reading.
But not without curious glances to the hushed conversation between the two people he saw earlier.
