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Rh What became of the girl you made, the one who was most like us?

Your favorite? I kept her. She's lovely, but stupid. No good for work.

But she's so beautiful.

I called her Helena. I wanted her to resemble you. But she's a failure.

In what way?

She goes about as if in a dream, remote and listless. She's without life. I watch and wait for a miracle to happen. Sometimes I think to myself, "If you were to wake up only for a moment you will kill me for having made you."

And yet you go on making Robots! Why are no more children being born?