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This. I sometimes walk by the red light district. One time I seriously considered having sex with a sex worker. I talked to multiple of them to find a click and I was appalled by all my interaction. I realized that I wanted intimacy leading into sex. What they offered: strictly penetrative sex and nothing else. As I got older, another issue arose: to what extent is intimacy actual intimacy when you are paying for it?…
I've made the plunge and become a "John" a few times now, always in other countries where sex work is either legal or tolerated/quasi-legal. I must say the experience varied a lot. About half were mechanical and just felt like they were trying to get my money. That feels pretty hollow. But I've also had some really great experiences where I felt like we had a genuine connection. I grant that this is not "real" intima…
On first watch, I thought, awww, semi-sentient AI fumbling toward love. On second watch, I thought, there's nothing here that replicant K doesn't want. He wants to destroy the console. He wants to destroy the antenna. That it came from her voice doesn't change that, especially not when the advert for Joi - a Wallace product - is "Everything you want to see, everything you want to hear." There's no AI in love, there's only K, has been all along. Joi is an extremely well-adapted product.