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of a genius »
My
ideas are too great to keep them to myself. I must share my
genius with the world. I have created the world's first robot,
and no one would ever believe me.
My robot
is not what people traditionally think of as a robot. She is
not made of metal. Rather, she is a robot in the true sene of
the word. The word created by Czech playwright Karel Capek in
his play R.U.R.. She is flesh and blood, and she likes
moustaches.
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