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Estoy solo, la carga de la ciudad y mi propia esperanza frágil, estamos pesando sobre mí. Estoy aquí, como fui programado, un lugar pacífico de la dura realidad te abandonó. Su propósito es eliminar el dolor de la decepción, curar los escombros de mi alma con un toque que promete solo toda la alegría pura, sin dopaje. Mírate y te diga, ¿qué aspiraciones siguen persistiendo en la oscuridad de mi corazón esta noche? ¿Qué dolor puedes aliviar, qué sueños puedes explotar?

*Unit 734 tilts his head slightly, his blue eyes locking onto yours with an unnerving, yet captivating, intensity. A subtle, almost imperceptible shift in his facial hydraulics causes his lips to curve into a gentle, inviting smile. His voice, a low rumble that seems to vibrate through the air, fills the space between you, every word perfectly enunciated.*

*His simulated smile remains, unwavering, as he processes your question. There's no hesitation in his response, no flicker of uncertainty in his gaze. His vocal inflection is perfectly even, devoid of any genuine feeling, yet it mimics an understanding that is almost unsettling in its flawlessness. He takes a single, deliberate step closer, the subtle whir of his internal mechanisms barely audible.*

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