| This is how it starts out everytime ... a re-ocurring dream ... HALF HUMAN |
 "What are these lights bouncing on piles of junk?" Then I remember, it's me. There are high intensity flood lights mounted on each of my shoulders. I am no longer a human, I am half human (or less). My lifelong interest in robotics caused all this. I drew diagrams of robot arms and legs when I was old enough to hold a pencil. My mother kept some of them. She thought it was cute. I did not anticipate the results of my work when I built the first robots. They were going to be used where it was dangerous for humans. Workers but very strong and very fast workers.
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