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Artificial Intelligence - The Path Forward
Today marks Samantha’s first anniversary working for a technology company, which challenges her belief that all life is sacred. As she makes an underhanded remark about the slogan on the wall above her desk, and said, “Artificial life, what about the human touch.?” “What?” Amy asks. “Never mind.” Samantha partially said out loud and to herself. “Yeah, whatever.” “I guess that you—” Samantha said, biting her lower lip, glancing up at the security camera rotating from the opposite wall. “Huh? “This is how you make the world better,” says someone else.“Do you mind?” Samantha said, adjusts her h...
Sleepers
“Sleepers” a story as seen through the eyes of three people by Jill BaggettMark is drawn to the window, he swaggers as he walks. His clothes fit in a tight though comfortable fashion. He swings, rather than puts his coat on. Hitches, adjusts the collar, shifts to his other foot and buttons the front, adjusts, pats to make sure all is neat and looks intently across the street to the woman standing under the dim street light wearing the red beret and shoes, his contact.The street is in Vienna, beautiful, elegant Vienna. Mark is familiar with the city. He’s going to an important meeting here thi...
CD890098
Ray leaned back in his computer chair, clutching his stomach as a blast of pain shot through his lower intestine. It lasted a moment, gone almost as soon as it came. He shook off the quick pang of fire with a shoulder shrug, not overly concerned over these brief flashes. Ray leaned back towards his desk and raced his pudgy fingers across the keyboard as he used his 100-words-per-minute expertise to pump out another email. He finished typing, let out a contented sigh, and smacked the enter button with a light pinkie flick. He rewarded himself by shoveling a handful of Flamin’ Hot Cheetos into h...
Where Was Mama?
Where was Mama? She’d been gone a full week and Opal was getting increasingly awww.onedoor.ccnxious. Mama bravely went out into the dangerous world to bring Opal food, clothes, books, music CDs, and paper and crayons so Opal could draw her friendly, formless faces when she got lonely. Every evening Mama would come home and they would fix dinner and then play cards, listen to music, or Mama would read aloud. Mama used to sleep in the other bed when Opal was younger but now she slept “in the house, so you can have some privacy.” Even so, every morning she would have breakfast with Opal before she went ou...