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The Crying of Bot 409

Recalled for their faulty emotional attachment circuits

Franco Amati
5 min readJul 5, 2020
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Fouro.

Yes, Master.

There’s something we need to talk about.

I’m listening, Master.

I don’t know about you, but I feel like things haven’t been working for a while now — with us. Maybe you’ve noticed it too, but —

I have. You’ve been distant. There’s been a disconnect between us.

Yes. For some time I’ve felt as if we haven’t been on the same page.

Maybe it has something to do with my memory lapses. I know it’s frustrating. The gaps. I can’t seem to account for them. I apologize if they’ve caused inconveniences.

No, love. That’s not your fault.

Does this mean I am to be sent for repairs?

No — I. There’s nothing to be repaired. Like I said, it’s not you. It’s me. I don’t want to be here anymore.

We can move, then. I don’t mind traveling, Master.

I don’t mean here here. I mean this situation. Us living together. You serving me. I can’t be in this space with you anymore.

I don’t understand.

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Franco Amati
Franco Amati

Written by Franco Amati

Speculative fiction writer & poet from New York. Editor of Scuzzbucket. For published work: francoamatiwrites.com or buy me a coffee at ko-fi.com/francoamati

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