from Tomiro's Book : Wednesday 3:rd of Beforever 2049
You feel our city air is already warmed up to plus thirty, while on Monday it was minus fourty. Factories still keeps their production pace unchanged by neither icestorms nor heathazes. In every factory 87 tobots works to keep millions of tobots satisfied. Since tobots began to multiply by intercourse, in old mammal style - we can't tell anymore how many tobots fills our Tellus. Humans are less than hundred in each eastern, ordinary metropol (for some western here zero). Tomiro, you're a vaettir with nature-created body. Anyhow we notice you wondering : How would life seem being some tobot or human?!
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Publicerad 2019-02-13 10:30