Yeah, yeah I hacked my cyberlegs to run a custom kernel I compile myself. You’ve got to, you know. The Man fills your legs with all sorts of spyware, you know. Yeah, the ‘Aug Incident’ and all that but did you know The Man can read your pedometer count, correct your gait for you, and even jack olfaction sensors to tell when you last changed your socks? No mate, it’s Linux for my legs.