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neuropathy, psychotic episodes, depression, anxiety, panic attacks,
obsessive compulsive disorders and schizophrenia, visual disturbances including
blindness, blocking of the arteries, myocardial infarction, liver and kidney
failure, leukaemia, blood clotting disorders leading to possible bleeding from
orifices such as eyes, ears, mouth and anus, brain haemorrhage, bone-marrow
depression, hepatitis, HIV, all your skin peeling off, and the random snapping
of bones. Consistent use may lead to brain tumours and various cancers
including cancer of the breast, prostate gland, throat, lungs, skin, liver,
pancreas and kidneys. Sometimes, instant death may instantly occur.
     
    If
you should suffer from any of these unwanted side effects or any undesired
effect, then please tell your pharmacist, doctor or Biomod Sales
Representative.
     
    BUT... HEY!
    DON’T WORRY!
     
    If you DO suffer a
side-effect we’ll simply
    prescribe another
biomod FREE OF
    CHARGE to counter the
undesired effects!
    You’ll always be a
winner! You can never
    lose out in the
genetic race for molecular
    improvement!!!
     
    SO RELAX.
    SIT BACK.
     
    YOU JUST CAN’T LOSE!
     
    BIOMODS
    THE WAY TO A HEALTHY
FUTURE.
     
     
    ©NanoTek Corporation.
     
    Please note that at point of distribution you
signed a legal disclaimer holding NanoTek Corporation (and all of its contained
subsidiaries, chemical plants, laboratories and associated companies, including
marketing and advertising divisions) non liable to prosecution or legal action
of any kind. This deletion of responsibility on the part of NanoTek does indeed
affect your statutory rights.
     
    Product License Holder and Manufacturer:
NanoTek Corporation (Sinax Cluster, KILL Subsidiary: [New York Clusters, San
Francisco World, New Tek London, Paris EH, Old Athens, The Stockholm-Moscow
Consortium, POSH Town, Cairo, The Sydney Pipe, Cape Town Smash, Bombay,
Shaghai, The Dregs, Down-side, Low-Tek, Sub-City, SubC, Sub-City Catacombs,
NewLon, CoreCentral, DOG Town, Black Rose Citadel]
     
    Manufactured by:
NanoTek (KILL Subsidiary) Pharmaceuticals Ltd, D1RT1260 Vanlose, Black Rose
Citadel HQ.

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    *The anal application pack contains the newly
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linked to your TV set so that all the family can gather round and enjoy the
experience of seeing an anal biomod in anal operation! It’s great family fun,
and the recommended comedy application method for any biomod upgrade
according to Renwells, Steiner and Steiner MD Ltd.
     
    ~ * ~
     
     
     
     
    PART I
     
    BIOCURSE
     
     
     
     
     
    “Let us beware of saying that
death
    is the opposite of life.
    The living being is only a
species of
    the dead.”
    Nietzsche.
     
     
     
     
     
     
    ~ * ~
     
    CHAPTER 1
    TRUE ROMANCE
     
     
     
     
    Franco
Haggis was in love.
     
    Love. Such a small word. A simple
concept. Yet it happened so fast he didn’t see it coming. It decked him like a
right-hook, a well-aimed brick. Dropped him useless and gasping to the
titanium-tox soil. Stomped on his head with bully-boy size 12 electrified
boots. Ripped out his spine and beat him with the wriggling CPU end.
     
    Love left Franco gasping and
begging for mercy. But love has no mercy. Like God, love’s victims are
chosen indiscriminately. Without fanfare. A bolt from the blue.
     
    Never happen to me, Franco always
said. Well, it bloody had. He was smitten. She was called Melanie. Mel. She was
a babe. A chickpea. A peach.
     
    It all started, as these thing
do, with Franco Haggis, Combat K squaddie (retired), rampant horny womaniser
(active), voluminous quaffer of beer (guilty, m’lud) in the pub. The pub was,
as SEC16 pubs went, a nice one. A good one. A clean one. A cool joint. A
place to hang. A place to chill. It was one of the few SEC 16 bars
from which Franco had not yet been banned and ejaculated —such was his
infamy: scarred knuckles and a tendency to launch furniture whilst singing
about goats.