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Why, when they send an android to nag you, is it always a replica female? Isn’t that some sort of sexism? To all appearances, the young, business-suited blonde carrying a palmtop computer might have been a real woman. But for the maker’s name on her lapel badge, that is. “Mr. Cade, I’m here to remind you that you haven’t registered your smartphone number with the city council.” “That is correct.” Jack looked the android straight in her cybernetic eyes. “The registration deadline is tomorrow noon, Mr. Cade.” “I know.” Jack’s gaze did not waver. “I wouldn’t have had to come