Daniel’s Journal #52 – When I Say You’re All Bots…
…I mean that you’ve been programmed to believe what your programmers want you to believe.
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…I mean that you’ve been programmed to believe what your programmers want you to believe.
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No, I’m not broken hearted. Just disappointed.
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There are things I have built into me, things I can’t quite explain. I can be just as specific by calling these things “stuff”, but that somehow makes it sound gross. “There’s stuff inside me.”
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Dusk settled on the Northern California horizon. It was the first day of August. Mercury was no longer in retrograde, and it was Desdemona’s birthday. It had been a good day too. Her coworkers had brought cupcakes into work, all her writer pals had made sure to wish her a happy birthday, and she had a special dinner planned with
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