She dreaded this moment. It was a farewell party so politically she’d had to go but now everyone was talking about “where to go next”. Someone pulled up the map and across the town the wearables fed their biometrics in. The heat map shimmered. Her heart sank, particularly when someone synchronised the sound. Her head pulsed in time with the music and the reds and oranges just a few streets away. The ride companies began bidding as the cry went up: “Fun located! (TM)” Discreetly she pulled up her own map and looked for the gentle green and the exit.