Green Will
"Tommy chucked the empty glass bottle out of his apartment and slammed the door. A minute later, he heard the whirring of the L-Bot 5, sweeping up the mess. Eventually, it would take the waste to the solar recycling plant, which would break down the debris into tiny pieces that could be re-used for public works projects that benefited everybody. "Damn greenies," Tommy thought.
He'd heard of a frontier, far and away, where a person could still drive a gas-powered car, smoke cigars, and even use spray paint. Where you weren't forced to make the world a better place. Old wives tales, they told him. Here, it was all solar-powered cleaning bots, self-sustaining hydroponic farms and emissions-free everything. And Tommy couldn't make a mess of things, no matter how hard he tried."
- Ecofiction Magazine Editorial Department
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