I managed to contact the Bioshock Corporation late yesterday, and apparently they employ the services of an old Lady (Mrs. Wilkins) who pops in each day, for an hour, with her knitting, in a 7th. story flat in Downtown Manhattan, to press a large red button (marked "Press" ) each time a request arrives to upload the "Patch" to the latest Bioshock purchaser.
Then, after the hour is up, she returns back home on the 'Bus to feed the Cat.
It seems that anyone trying to contact her outside of that hour is urinating into the wind (or words to that effect).
Every Friday she receives a couple of fresh Lamb Chops, wrapped in newspaper, and a tin of Cat food, for her services.
I don't know what is going to happen when Mrs. Wilkins' arthritis makes her really poorly, together with the long daily climb up tp the 7th. story flat (the lift is always "out of order" ), and she has to take some time off to recuperate.
I think the result is that new purchasers of Bioshock, unable to obtain the vital "Patch", will return their Games to the shop, resulting in financial bankruptcy, and the total collapse of the Bioshock Corporation.
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