I am not special. I am not accomplished. I am not unique or noteworthy or grandiose or beautiful. I am a robot. I walk and talk like those around me. I dress and eat what I've been given. I grab and place what I've heard has value, and I never add only subtract. I am a robot. I have nothing new or nothing revolutionary. I bring nothing and leave nothing. I am a robot. And yet, in spite of it all, I do not understand. I do not recognize. I lack empathy. I have no capacity for human emotion or intimacy. All I have, is my purpose. And all you have is your name, and a simple choice. Would you like an insult or a compliment? Would you like posion or a potion? Would you like shoes or shackles?
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