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“Are we there yet?” They sometimes said it just for fun, he thought. They weren’t bored. They had their tablets and looked just the same as they did any other time they were buried in their screens at home. There had probably been some retro meme with the phrase. It still grated though. He looked through the windscreen at the billboards shifting their personalised messages for him and reached for the control panel. The children put their tablets down and looked to the side as their windows shifted. Their billboards curated according to their feeds. “No we’re not there yet.”