'There is no algo here. Welcome to freedomtech muthafuckahs.'

'Sir, please. Your appointment time is over. We will have to charge you for an extra hour if you don't get up'.

Jack struggled off the bed, accidentally tucking the plastic hygiene protection layer into his jeans as he did so.

Bleary eyed, he exited the room and passed the cheerful receptionist. He scanned the lightning tipping machine.

'-1000sats to Ayahuasca Enema plc.' bleeped his phone.

'There is no algo here' he muttered to himself as a machine elf opened the door for him.

To be continued.....