The Fantasy
Here is her lab station; a cinder block space, a little unexpected and out of contour for Suzi, with its black metallic screen array covering low walls, a metal lab bench in the center of the floor. The workspace has its view-- jungle valley, mountains, ocean horizon-- all connected in a panorama that could be considered prime, but not to a robot. It is, to Suzi, an ample space. It is the space she has used to create her mind.
She approaches the black screens, turns on the data monitor, There in front of her are the colors, with their motion and symbols, their ripples with images. Suzi feels the odd sensation as if something here has managed to program fantasy into her. She turns from the screens to the natural view outside. She inhales a deep breath. She looks out at the jungle and breaths again. The laboratory has become a spacious showroom, a luxury outlet, with its tall ceilings, amber hues, as real as the cinder block that was here a moment ago; yes, hovering amidst the greens and blues of the natural world, she gives birth to her new fantasy life.
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