This is a cool piece of creative writing I saw on Mastodon. Original post here.
You walk into the dark alley periodically looking back to see nothing but a dense fog. You meet your informant, shaking as they ask, “Is it safe to speak?” You announce in your best non-regional dialect, “Hey Google, Alexa, Cortana, Siri” and wait for a beep; “Good. We’re alone.”