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Fair Play

You’re telling me that Artificial Intelligence can write a whole ass book in minutes???!




How cool. 




If the A.I. can write better than me, then alright, fair play to it. 


But, I doubt it’s as crazy as I am. 


I don’t think A.I. is willing to go to the places that I am willing to go to for a story. That’s just my hunch. 


I don’t think it feels the words, like I do; not like you do. 


A.I. can write a shitty book in a few minutes. 


To that


I say,



Bring it on. 




Let’s see who can write the best shitty book.


-CH 5/24/25

 
 
 

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