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May 21, 2010 10:09

[Have a soft voice over the phone:] Where... am I?

... Was I... taken in for an upgrade...?

I do not... understand...

... Am I... dead?

[Hello, residents of 456 Stone Street, and any surrounding neighbors.

There is a blond, with bright blue eyes in blue pajamas on the front porch.

She might look familiar... like a robot who may or may not have been here before.

One difference: She's human. It's obvious she has difficulty walking--she's not used to having real feet.

You can find her just about everywhere in town today--touching just about everything because oh my god she can feel it. Actually feelit.

Approach the crazy girl in pajamas?]
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