« Diary 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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