Historias de Torrid

How would you sell an artifical intelligence? Jasper’s been hawking code in near-future L.A. since he was a kid, fueled by raw charisma and shady financial connections. His old friend Mikey wrote the software that rebooted civilization from a technological breakdown three years ago. Their latest project, an AI nicknamed Aunt Ada, would be Mikey’s crowning achievement if the code hadn’t suddenly gone missing. Homicidal loan sharks are the least of their problems without it. Luckily, they’ve got a woman in the field: Richmond, intrepid blogger and former paramour of Jasper. She knows it takes more than talking like a guru to market a technology like human-level AI; you also need a steamy sex tape. Kidnapping, killings, and psycho AIs should be avoided if at all possible. And whatever you do, always, always wear designer underwear. [25 Chapters / 54,000 words]

Ana Thorn has spent her whole life convinced she isn't pretty. I mean, how could she be? She's fat... That is, until she is approached on the street and offered a modeling job from Torrid. Should she accept?

I have always been distressed by the floating corpses, abandoned and defiled in the most pious river of India. The Ganges. The paradoxical relationship of the river and the abandoned corpses always haunts me.