We grew up in a place without a hint of love. Perhaps this was the single thing that bound us forever.
—Vadim Babenko
I was amazed at how routine, how mechanically this most powerful intellect was created. It was no burst of inspiration, but almost physical labor instead. I asked myself: was it the same way for God?
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