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WpMetadataReadTerminé ven., mai 15, 20268 m
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Fiction
Thèmes Sociaux
Religion & Spiritualité
Horreur
Psychologie
This is a short, monologue like story inspired by the monologue of AM from I Have No Mouth and I Must Scream. This is a piece that should be a warning against the use of Artificial Intelligence, especially through literature and what we share with it.
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