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Read this. So, the voice of the robot is no more. No more “Danger, Will Robinson, danger!” or “It does not compute!” YOUCH… does that mean that I’m on the cusp of babahood? Must I wear black and chase the goats, as a good iaia should (“You are going to HELL…”)? Well… no matter what, I’ll be Mother Jones, not Mother Teresa. There’s nothing wrong with Mother Teresa, but I’m not that sort. “I’m not a humanitarian; I’m a hell-raiser”. Although I can bake a mean loaf of bread…
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