Excerpts from
Robot
By Anne Pedersen
Robót worked at the factory. He had been many years in business and had gradually become an old model.
He assembled the cars form early morning till late noon. All day he had to weld, screw and knock on the long row of cars, that went by on the production line.
“It would be nice to have a friend,” Robot often thought, course he was the only machine at the factory and felled quite lonely.
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