Did I mention I get hyperactive with the smallest quantities of coffee?
I’ve been inadvertently staring at a significantly tatooed girl and thought that even though your body is about the only tangible object that you can really call your own (in non-oppressive circumstances of course) this might not be the case in the (near?) future.
Amidst the aroma of fine Kenyan coffee I have visions of a cyborg society where every part of your body is manufactured and used under licence like smartphones and tablets in our current era. Arms made from the Leonardo Corporation, tatoos downloaded like apps and painted by the nanites on the Takashi Industries synthi-skin
And if you ink your own, well, the insect drone on the street lamp can identify any unlicenced, illegal design in the blink of an eye.