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Products of the Mind
Water spurted onto the kitchen floor. Learned machines scrambled to address the problem. It was like a geyser had issued forth a steady stream of liquid. One of the lead machines raced to the drain and analyzed what had gone wrong. The drain had been missing a washer. The machine quickly assembled its other counterparts. All three of them focused on shutting off the water first and then addressed the missing washer. With tactile agility, they all worked as a unit and stopped the water from gushing. One of them sent for a cleanup crew which used steam to dry up and clean the floor of the water.
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By Skyler Saundersabout a year ago in Fiction
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