Alpha resource
Isabella
strolls along the park path. A light autumn breeze caresses her hair
and ripples through the tree branches, which let their leaves fall.
She studies the face of the man who will become her husband. An
elongated nose, angular features, lean cheeks, slightly tousled brown
hair, intense eyes with just a touch of madness to them. I
could do worse.
“He's
a programmer: he works in a small company that works as a
subcontractor for video game and virtual reality projects,” the
voice adds. “Mario helps develop artificial intelligence. His
profile identifies him as an Alpha resource for DataCom projects. We
must act quickly: you need to meet him tonight. Tonight he'll be a
bar with his boss, Roberto. Start studying the attitudinal notes
immediately.”
The image of Mario
disappears, replaced by a list of information on his life. Isabella
sits down on a bench and starts reading: personal tastes,
acquaintances, hobbies, friends, intimate details. The woman studies
it, writing down everything she finds useful. She asks the device a
few questions, and it answers with clear, efficient responses.
Isabella
leaves the park and makes her way to a neighborhood full of shops.
She buys only the types of clothes that Mario is known to admire on a
woman. After a long session in a beauty salon, she sports bright yet
discrete makeup, and a slightly wavy, warm chestnut hairdo that
grazes the tops of her shoulders. Lucky
for me, he's not into blondes. She
runs home to take care of the last few preparations.
“Hello, woman of
Mario Orsini's dreams”, she says, pleased, looking at herself in
the large mirror in her room.
“Your image
corresponds ninety-seven percent to Mario's tastes,” confirms the
smartphone. That brainiac is going to
like me a lot more than just ninety-seven percent,
she thinks mischievously.
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