"Strange," he mused. "When I told man he would have to earn his bread by the sweat of his brow, I meant it as a curse, but when man is replaced by his machines, the chance to earn his bread becomes a blessing hard to come by."
A conversation between the Creator and His Wisdom (aka the exiled Shekhinah). He grumbles about the condition of humankind in an age of runaway technology. She urges Him to intervene and suggests a "novel" way of doing so...
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