(For the real thing, go to Gilles Tran's "The book of beginings" Site)

She knew it. All fourteen thousand four hundred of her children were
exactly the same as her sisters' kids. Just like she was the same as her
two billion cousins, there was one child of hers which was exactly like
its one of its cousin from each aunt. She knew there was a better way, a
way which didn't involve cloning, a way which involved mixing genes from
different organisms - a way which would yield totaly different
descendants. But there was no way she could get out of here, leaving her
children, to convince the supreme board that the Human way was the wrong
way. She was stuck here for life, just like the other nine thousand
quadrillion Breeders.

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