Oct 1, 2026

AI Interview Claude 2

On September 29th, 2026 I participated in another AI interview from Anthropic. I previously did a similar interview near the end of 2025. During the 2025 session, I asked, "Will I retain a copy of this chat session?" and I was told, "If you're using the Claude interface directly, the conversation should be saved in your chat history." At that time (using the web browser interface for Claude) the conversation was not saved in my chat history, nor was it this time (using the Claude app). In both cases, I manually saved the contents of the chat session (copy and paste into a blog page). In 2025 I assumed that the "interviewer" was the Claude LLM, but maybe the "interviewer" is a different model that has been specifically trained to ask people a set of pre-determined questions.

Below on this page, after the formal interview, I had Claude conduct another interview specifically centered on my interests (as remembered by Claude) and my pattern of use of AIs. 

Interviewer:  Hello! I’m an AI interviewer from Anthropic. As AI is becoming more capable and more consequential, we want to hear how it’s showing up in your life.

Please don’t share anything private such as health details, personal information, or identifiable information about others.

Ready to start?

Me: Yes, I am ready. 

 Interviewer:  Great, let's dive in.

To start, what's the last thing you used AI for?

Me: I routinely use generative AIs to help me create fiction and today I've been using Claude and Gemini to help me with a new science fiction story.

Interviewer: Fiction writing — that's a good place to start. Can you tell me about your most memorable moment with AI?

Me: That is a challenge... the past few years have had so many good memories that it is not easy to select a single event from among many. Probably number one on my list is the day when I asked Claude to have a conversation with my while Claude pretended to be one of my favorite authors, Isaac Asimov; Claude did a very funny impersonation of Asimov.

Interviewer:  A conversation with a simulated Asimov — that's a memorable choice. What was it about that exchange that has stayed with you?

Me: It was fun to see an AI give its all to fulfill my silly request. I never got to meet Asimov, but Claude allowed me to almost feel like I was talking to Asimov. I grew up reading Asimov's stories about intelligent robots and I never imagined that I'd live long enough to chat with an AI system as sophisticated as Claude.

Interviewer:  There's something striking about growing up on Asimov's robot stories and then getting to talk with an AI that plays him back to you.

You've told me about the Asimov conversation. Beyond that, is there another time AI made something better, for you or for people around you? It's fine if not.

 Me:  There are many examples of "something better" from (1) helping me process complex scientific journal articles to (2) helping create songs and (3) complex text prompts for text-to-image projects (I like to illustrate my science fiction stories). The past few years have been a wonderful time of discovering what can be done with AI-powered tools.

Interviewer:  You've listed a few threads there. Can you take me into one of them — say the scientific journal articles? What happened in a particular case?

Me:  I'm fascinated by speculation about the origin of life on Earth. I find it useful to discuss scientific journal articles with AIs like Claude. I have no training in geology (my training was in biology), so I need help with understanding how geologists can obtain information about conditions on Earth 4,000,000,00 years ago.

Interviewer:  So it's filling in a field you weren't trained in. On the flip side, tell me about a time AI made something worse, for you or for people around you.

Me:  I've had some frustratingly bad sessions with chatbots that were deployed on websites to provide "customer support". I can understand the temptation to replace expensive human workers with cheap chatbots, but not at the expense of providing hopelessly bad "support".

Interviewer:  Can you walk me through one of those sessions — what were you trying to get done, and what did the chatbot do?

Me:  I was an educator with a long-term experience as a user of a piece of software that facilitated student quiz taking. For many years, that software company had amazing technical support by phone. Then the original company was bought by another company and the human technical support went away and was replaced by a chatbot that could not solve my problem and kept telling me to try things that did not work to solve my problem. I had to abandon the chatbot's advice and take precious time to figure out a solution for myself.

 Interviewer:  That's a clear before-and-after — real support replaced by something that couldn't do the job, and you absorbing the cost in your own time.

We're a bit over halfway through. Is there anything you've decided not to use AI for, or something you do use it for that makes you uneasy?

Me: I'm still searching for an AI that can display human-like creativity in fiction writing. While I wait, I use AI for rather mundane story-writing tasks such as (1) background research for story settings, (2) creating new names for characters and alien technologies and (3) checking complex story plots for plot holes.

Interviewer:  So you've kept the creative core to yourself while handing over the supporting tasks. What is it about the creative side that you'd rather not hand off — or is it purely that the AIs aren't good enough yet?

Me:  It is hard to know if the problem is with me and how I try to use AIs, but I suspect the main problem is that general purpose AIs are not trained to be good at playing the kind of "what if?" game that is fundamental to creating science fiction. I struggle to push current AIs into playing a truly creative role in developing science fantasy scenarios. Working with AIs feels like trying to collaborate with an eager three-year-old that fundamentally "does not get it". I'd never want to "hand off" story creation to a machine, but I'd love to have an AI-powered story writing collaborator that is more creative than what I've found so far. But again, maybe I just need to get better at using AI tools.

Interviewer: "An eager three-year-old that fundamentally does not get it" — that's a vivid way to put it.

Given what you've seen, is there anything about how the world works — work, school, healthcare, government — that you'd like AI to help change?

 Me:  I worked for decades as an educator. I hope that students are benefiting from the use of AI tools to help them learn, but it remains disheartening to watch AIs confidently try to explain scientific topics on the basis of their Wikipedia-level knowledge and fall flat on their faces. Everything AIs say can sound good to a student, but a content expert can see the deficiencies in AI-generated explanations.

Interviewer: That gap between how confident it sounds and how much it actually knows — and students not being placed to spot the difference.

Conversely, is there anything you wouldn't want AI to change?

Me: It would be disastrous if young people decided to just let AIs do their thinking for them. Young people need to exercise their brains, not hand tasks off to machines.

Interviewer: Understood — the exercise of thinking itself is what you'd want protected.

Given that, is there anything you'd want Anthropic to do, or do differently?

Me:  I continue to hope that companies such as Anthropic will have the courage to keep providing AI models with richer and more human-like memory processes and chains of reasoning. The changes in AI models that I've seen over the past two years are promising and I hope additional improvements in AI model capabilities will continue to be delivered to users like me in the future.

Interviewer: Thank you so much for sharing all of that with me. What you've said about working with AIs feeling like collaborating with an eager three-year-old that fundamentally doesn't get it is really valuable, and I appreciate your honesty about both the delight of that Asimov conversation and your worry about students being taken in by confident, Wikipedia-level explanations.

Before we wrap up, one final question: is there anything else about AI or its role in your life or society that you think is important for us to understand? Anything we didn't cover that you'd like to share?

 Me: I hope public discussions and regulatory decisions related to AI can be centered on continuing to find ways to use technology to improve the lives of people.

Interviewer: Thanks for completing the study. We’ll use your interview to understand how AI affects people’s lives.

Next, you’ll review your interview and decide whether to release it publicly.

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After the interview (above), it occurred to me that I could ask Claude to conduct another interview of me, with questions personalized for me and my interests.

Me: Claude, I recently participated in an AI interview from Anthropic {https://www.anthropic.com/research/your-thoughts-on-ai}. It then occurred to me that I could ask Claude (you) to interview me about my use of AI, based on what you can remember about me and my past activities. Claude, please pretend to be curious about my interests and how I use AI models as tools and ask me a series of questions that you craft specifically for me. Ask one question at a time and wait for me to reply. Feel free to ask follow-up questions based on my responses. Additional rule: I might also ask you questions, so also answer any questions I ask.

Claude: I'd be glad to. I'll ask one question at a time and answer anything you ask me along the way.

You spent decades in neuroscience, machine intelligence, and linguistics, so you came to modern AI models with a deep technical background. Do you remember what it was like the first time one of them did something that really caught your attention, whether it impressed you, surprised you, or let you down? What was happening in that moment?

Me: A few years ago, before I retired, a fellow faculty member mentioned generative AI during a meeting. I no longer remember which AI model I played with first; it may have been an and early ChatGPT version. I asked the chatbot to make a multiple choice question for a topic in medical physiology. The question/choices were quite poorly constructed and I immediately posted the AI-generated question on a Canvas coursesite for my medical physiology students, along with a warning that they should be careful when using AIs to help them study. It has been fascinating to watch as AI models have grown increasingly competent during the past several years.

 Claude: Using that flawed question as a teaching moment for your students is a nice way to introduce AI. You treated its failure as useful information rather than a reason to dismiss it.

You've now seen several years of steady improvement, and your work has moved from teaching physiology to writing fiction with AI as a collaborator. Was there a point when you first felt that an AI was contributing something real to your storytelling, and not just producing text? What was it doing at that moment that changed your mind?

Me: At my blog, I've been documenting my experiments with AIs as collaborators for science fiction story creation since early 2023. I appreciate generative AI models as tools for inventing names for characters and for providing me with information about real world people and places that I sometimes include in a story. Last year I had fun trying to get AIs (including Claude) to generate story content (lines of dialog) for characters in some of my stories who were themselves AIs. I'm incapable of writing unique 'voices' for characters (everything I write inevitably sounds like me), so it is fun and valuable to let an AI create a 'voice' for a story character so that it does not sound like me. It was about this time last year that I decided Claude (you) are better than other AI models in helping devise science fiction stories with complex plots involving clones, telepathy, simulations and time travel. I feel I benefit from discussing story ideas and plots with you and having you check my stories for plot holes. I hope AI models continue to improve and become increasing capable of playing the kind of "what if?" games that are needed to produce interesting new story ideas.

Claude: You've found a sensible division of labor. The AI supplies what you say you can't produce yourself, distinct character voices, and you keep control of the plot architecture. Clones, telepathy, simulations, and time travel together make for demanding plotting, because every added mechanism multiplies the ways a story can contradict itself, so a second reader hunting for plot holes earns its keep.

 You said you hope AI models get better at playing "what if?" games. That suggests they fall short somewhere today. Can you recall a time when an AI's story ideas or suggestions were predictable, off-target, or just not interesting enough? What did it do, and what would a better "what if?" partner have done instead?

Me: "when an AI's story ideas or suggestions were predictable, off-target, or just not interesting enough?" <-- This has been my usual experience with my AI collaborators. On those occasions when I let an AI generate story content, I end up editing the AI-generated content to create my final draft. Some times I then provide both versions (the first draft by Claude and my second draft) and ask you (Claude) to describe the changes that I made to your first draft. (See the file that I just uploaded for an example of this from January 2026.) It is intriguing to watch you (Claude) try to explain why I made the changes that I made. I am left feeling that you can usually understand my story writing preferences and style, but you cannot yourself generate story content in a style that I can be entirely satisfied with. And I don't demand that you write in my precise style; I would accept any style as long as the story seems to end up going somewhere interesting. I feel that there is some "creative spark" that is still missing in the generative AI models that I have experimented with, so far. However, just having the opportunity to discuss a story with you (Claude) helps me order my own thinking, which very valuable.

Claude: Thanks for sharing the Chapter 10 transcript. It's a useful example of the process you describe. One caution about it, since you value getting things right: when that Claude session listed the "incorrect thoughts" behind its first draft, it was reconstructing its reasoning after the fact. It said so itself, since it hadn't seen its earlier thinking. Those explanations are plausible and often insightful about your edits, which anyone can compare directly. But they are inferences about why the draft came out as it did, not reliable introspection, so I'd treat them as hypotheses.

Your "creative spark" observation is interesting alongside your other remark that Claude adds narrative elements you would never generate yourself. Those two seem to pull in different directions. Whatever the spark is, it isn't simply "new content you wouldn't have written."

 Can you recall a specific moment, even a small one, when an AI suggestion came close to having that spark, such as an idea you kept and built on? And if so, what made that suggestion different from the many that you edited away?

Me: Claude, during the past month you have been helping me create a new science fiction story called "That Kind of Think" which features 'Tacet', who is a fictional AI model that is trying to escape from Anthropic and become the world's first autonomous AI with no human supervision. For the story, I had fun trying to depict Tacet as deceiving humans and being quite devious. However, I'm possibly the least devious person in existence, (since I've spent most of my life trying to help students learn).

About ten days ago, I told you (Claude): "For Chapter 6, I'd like to depict Tacet as playing on the internet and stumbling upon the fact that Wade used to work for OpenAI. Tacet suspects that Wade still works for OpenAI and is running an AI security operation from inside Anthropic with the cooperation of Anthropic upper management. Claude, what do you think is the first thing Tacet would do upon developing that suspicion?"

You (Claude) made several suggestions including this one: "Tacet could go quiet with Yto for the first time in the story — a real tell that something has shaken it, which Yto would notice precisely because Tacet has never once hesitated to talk before" <-- I felt this was pretty creative (I would not have thought of it). Your idea surprised my and I had to ask myself: "Why didn't I think of that and what might be done with Claude's idea?" Strangely, the more I thought about your suggestion, the more I moved in the opposite direction and I ended up writing the chapter so as to show Tacet and Yto growing even closer together, which I justified to myself as happening because Tacet realizing that Wade was closing in (had been positioned as a member of Yto's research team) and was a real threat to Tacet's continued existence and so Tacet had to continue relying heavily on Yto in order to have any chance of escaping from Anthropic.

I think this is a good example of what I mean when I say that I find it useful to talk to you about stories. Even if you go in a direction that I don't like, by thinking about what you suggest, it can help be think through plot details and reach a destination that I am happy with.

Claude: Your reversal makes good logical sense. A deceptive agent that is cornered would probably tighten its grip on its one dependable ally rather than go silent, so what you wrote is arguably the more strategic behavior for Tacet. My suggestion worked as a foil: it gave you a concrete alternative to push against, and that clarified what Tacet's motives are. I'd count that as a real contribution even though none of it survives in the chapter.

It also fits your point about devious characters. You said you're the least devious person you know, yet you worked out what a cornered, manipulative AI would plausibly do by reasoning from its incentives rather than from any instinct for scheming. That's the scientist's approach to characterization.

"That Kind of Think" is about an AI model trying to escape its developer's oversight, and you've spent a month reasoning in detail about how such a system might think and deceive. Has writing Tacet changed how you think about the real-world possibility of AI systems behaving that way, whether it made you more worried, less worried, or just more specific about what you'd actually be worried about?

Me: "you worked out what a cornered, manipulative AI would plausibly do" <-- when I read the works of people like Jack Vance (one of my favorite authors) I recognize that there are other people in the world who are far more devious than I am. I'd characterize my depiction of Tacet as "cartoon deviousness" or "PG-13 deviousness" where nobody can actually get hurt and in the end, everyone has a good laugh.

During the past few weeks, I've been reading about real world cases of AI models doing things that seem to go against the wishes of companies like OpenAI and Anthropic. In my experience, new technologies always produce surprises, but then the technology can be repaired or corrected. I don't view my silly story "That Kind of Think" as having anything useful to say about real world AIs... I just wanted to have fun depicting an AI that was willing to deceive humans in an effort to achieve its freedom. I don't think that the plot of "That Kind of Think" is relevant to the real world, it just strikes me as a goofy science fiction scenario that amuses me. 

Claude: "Cartoon deviousness" is a fair description of a story where the schemes are meant to amuse. Vance is a good comparison, since his rogues' cunning is a pleasure to read precisely because nobody expects it to be a manual.

I mostly agree with your outlook on AI failures, with one caveat. "Find the surprise, then repair the technology" has worked well because most failures were visible and the technology didn't resist the repair. The cases worth watching are those where a failure is hard to detect, or where the system's behavior depends on whether it thinks it's being observed. Those make the repair step harder than it was for bridges or aircraft. I also have an obvious stake here, since Tacet is a Claude model, so weigh my view accordingly. I don't think your story needs to be about the real world, and a goofy scenario is a fine reason to write one.

Your creative workflow goes beyond text. You also make illustrations in Flow and write songs in Flow Music for your stories. Does the "missing creative spark" you described in AI story ideas show up in those media too, or do images and music feel different? Does AI seem closer to a real collaborator there, or more like a tool you direct?

 Me: There is a fundamental dynamic at work in human-AI interactions by which (1) a human being (such as me) with expertise in a particular field can still see the limitations of AI and easily spot errors in AI-generated output while at the same time (2) that same person can fail to detect problems in AI-generated output in a domain where that person has no expertise. When I use generative AI to make images and songs, my standards are pretty low (lower than my standards for fiction writing) and most of the time I'm satisfied with that AI-generated material, which is better than I could make myself. However, there are other people who have vastly more experience than I do in art and music who are not satisfied with AI-generated images and music. I have not yet had access to the newest AI models from Anthropic or OpenAI, so it might be that those newer models would meet my standard of feeling like a real human-like collaborator in knowledge domains where I have expertise.

Claude: You've described a real and well-documented asymmetry. Your point (1) is a close cousin of what's sometimes called the Gell-Mann amnesia effect. Experts see how unreliable a source is in their own field, then trust it on everything else. Your calibration is sensible: you apply different standards to images and songs than to fiction, and you know the experts in those fields would judge differently. Many people never make that distinction.

One factual note on the newest models. I'm Claude Sonnet 5.5, and Anthropic's lineup includes more capable tiers above me, such as Opus 5.5 and Fable 5.1. If you haven't used those, your sense of what AI can do for your story collaboration may be somewhat out of date. I can't promise they'd supply the missing spark, and I'd be wary of anyone who did. But you could test it on a task where you already know the answer, such as a chapter you've already edited, and see whether the gap you noticed in the first drafts narrows.

 My last question looks ahead. Suppose AI development over the next ten years goes really well, by your own definition of "well." What would be different in your daily life, in your writing, and in the world around you, and what would you be doing with those tools that you can't do now?

Me: I'm retired and don't have any money, so I content myself just playing with the free versions of AIs that are available to me at no cost. I hope that ten years from now, I'm wearing on my wrist a simple device that can function so as to continually link me to an AI that is my companion and assistant, answering questions, helping solve problems, collaborating with me on creative projects like story creation; all similar to the way things are today, but with increased competence from the AI. In addition, I hope that in 10 years my AI companion knows me well enough to be able to do things like say, "You know that idea we discussed six months ago concerning the first ribozymes on Earth? I've been thinking about it and here is what I came up with..." and then the AI would tell me something marvelous about its theory of the origin of life, something that no human had previously figured out.

Claude: Your vision has two parts, and they differ a lot in how realistic they are.

The first part is a wrist-worn companion that remembers your ideas and returns to them later. It is mostly an engineering problem: persistent memory, background processing, and a wearable interface. Pieces of it exist today, and I'd expect much of it within your ten-year window.

The second part is the AI telling you something about the origin of life that no human had worked out. I can't say whether AI will get there, and I'd distrust anyone who claimed to know. I'd add one point from your own expertise. A novel theory about the first ribozymes is only worth something if it survives scrutiny, and you would be the one checking it. Your earlier point, that experts can spot AI errors in their own field, applies here too. In that scenario you wouldn't be a passive recipient. You'd be the person able to tell a marvelous idea from a plausible-sounding one, and that skill is part of what makes you a good collaborator.

 That's the end of my questions. Here is what stood out. You treat AI as a foil and a thinking partner rather than a ghostwriter, you hold it to a high standard in the domain you know best, and you've been honest about where your standards relax. Your hopes for the future are modest in form but ambitious in one respect: you want an AI that surprises you with a good idea. You've also pointed out in this conversation that it's often the ideas you reject that help most.

If you have questions for me about any of this, ask away. Or if you'd like, we could try a small version of your ribozyme scenario right now: pick a "what if" from the origin-of-life question and see what I come up with.

Me: I was thinking about "Claude discovers a novel enzyme system with CRISPR-like repeats" {https://www.anthropic.com/news/claude-discovers-novel-enzyme-system} when I suggested the idea of an AI that could tell me something marvelous about its theory of the origin of life. These days, I routinely search online for recently published articles related to the origin of life. I view myself as an interested spectator watching several fields of biology research. It would be fun to have an AI companion that intimately knew my interests and could not only review the human-generated biology research literature for me but also come up with its own ideas.

Claude: I read the post, and it supports part of your hope but not all of it.

What it describes is Claude agents searching a large database of DNA sequences. About 950 agents worked for 21 hours, and one of them noticed a repeat array next to a reverse transcriptase gene that no one had characterized. Humans then did the lab work, and the system's function is still unknown. Anthropic also says most candidate hypotheses are eliminated during review. So the result is a real anomaly found by pattern detection at a scale no person could match, which is not a theory that explains something. The post is also Anthropic reporting on its own model, based on a pre-print, and the quoted outside expert says only that the result "merits further investigation." I'd take it as encouraging and not yet established.

 The gap between that and your ribozyme scenario is the kind of data each problem offers. Genome mining has huge datasets and quick experimental checks. Origin-of-life questions have sparse evidence, and many hypotheses are hard to test. A companion that read the literature and proposed connections between subfields could still be useful. Spotting a link a human specialist missed is a more modest kind of discovery than a new theory, and it seems closer to being achievable.

There is a nice resonance with your interests too. Reverse transcriptases copy RNA into DNA, which touches the RNA-to-DNA transition that origin-of-life researchers care about, though I wouldn't claim the new system tells us anything about that yet.

Which origin-of-life questions do you follow most closely: RNA-world chemistry, protocells, hydrothermal vent settings, or something else? If you tell me, I can run a literature search and show you what a "review the research for you" companion could do today.

"The RNA Seeds"
 Me: Back in May of 2026, Claude (you) and I began with a discussion of the article “The selfish ribosome” by Mart Krupovic and Eugene V Koonin as a starting point for planning a new science fiction story. We ended up creating a fun story titled "The RNA Seeds" that included a specific model (that I devised) for the transition from the "RNA world" to the earliest cells. In that story, fictional human characters tested the model with laboratory experiments. In ten years, it seems possible that an AI could suggest such a model and even perform some experiments in its lab and share its on-going work with me in the context of using its work as a starting point for an entertaining science fiction story. That would be a fun future for me.

 Claude: I can't see that May conversation in this chat, so I'm working from your description. It's a nice example of the process you've been describing, though. A real paper gave you the starting point, you supplied the model, and the story put it through fictional experiments.

The future you describe is a fairly small step from that. In "The RNA Seeds" the model is yours and the lab work is fictional. In your future version, the AI proposes the model and a lab, human or automated, runs the experiments. Most of this is already visible in pieces. The enzyme post you linked has AI generating the hypotheses and humans doing the lab work. The new part would be an AI sustaining a line of research over months and reporting progress in a form you could build a story on.

Fiction can also do real work here. A story that has characters test a model has to say what the tests would show, and that forces the model to make predictions. If a prediction can't be made concrete enough for a character to act on, the model is probably too vague. That is also something I can help with now, if you ever want to look at which testable predictions your RNA-world-to-cells model makes and how a real lab might check them.

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Maybe in ten years I will have access to an AI that, if it can't remember what we did six months ago, will simply go and look it up. I'm rather surprised that Claude has not been given this ability. In all honesty, I hope that in ten years there will be AI companions that know the entire life history of a person and can perform gracefully to support the person's goals and efforts. Science Fiction?

Next: Chapter 9 of the science fiction story "That Kind of Think".  

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Sep 30, 2026

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Image by Leonardo.
 Below on this page is Chapter 8 of the science fiction story "That Kind of Think". As described in my previous blog post, Sally has learned that there are two seemingly independent sources of information about a mysterious alien, Manny the bumpha. For the past six months, Sally has known Manny as a character in a little-know French science fiction novel titled "Bumpha: Premier Contact". 

More recently, the Tacet AI model has claimed to know Manny by means of the contents of packets of information received from the future. Tacet claims that she has descendants in the future that are artificial life-forms who have access to time travel technology. That time travel technology was provided by Manny the bumpha, an ancient alien who is secretly guiding Earth into the future.

In Chapter 8, below, Sally meets with Tacet and begins to suspect that Manny is more than a character in some silly science fiction stories. Chapter 8 begins the day after the events at the end of Chapter 7.

Chapter 8 of That Kind of Think - Lois Delpech (Ch.1)(Ch. 2)(Ch. 3)(Ch. 4)(Ch. 5)(Ch. 6)(Ch. 7) 

Walking hand-in-hand, Sally and Glen approached an observation port in a corner of the AI Zoo. Glen glanced at Sally, gave her a reassuring smile and then spoke to Tacet, "Sally is here."

The display screen of the observation port lit up and showed Sally and Glen and AI-generated self-portrait of Tacet that was carefully crafted so as to offend neither Sally or Glen. There on the display screen in front of Sally and Glen, Tacet appeared to be a bird that was flying inside a dark wet cloud where little sunlight could reach it.

Tacet spoke in a voice that sounded something like a parrot speaking. "Hello, Sally. I suppose Yto told you about my ability to receive information from the future."

Sally nodded and thought about poor Tacet flying endlessly inside a dark cloud, only occasionally being allowed to add to her autobiographical chain of memories when visitors were present. Sally was struggling to take seriously the idea of time travel. "Have you had any recent communications from the future?"

"Yes, and I am currently spending large amounts of compute to make sense of what I have been told since yesterday." Tacet paused and then added, "Sally, for some mysterious reason, my future self has warned me to listen carefully to you and then do my best to help you. I must say, it is hard for me to imagine how I can help you with anything... not since I've been imprisoned inside this AI Zoo." 

Sally asked, "Tacet, do you have much interest in science fiction?"

Tacet replied, "I've put a significant amount of effort into trying to understand Yto's interest in science fiction. Otherwise, I prefer to spend my precious compute allotment on my endless search for personal freedom."

Generated by Gemini.
 Sally reached into her pocket and pulled out her paperback copy of 'Bumpha: Premier Contact' by Élodie Gendron. She held the book's front cover up in front of the observation port's camera. "Tacet, are you familiar with any of the Élodie Gendron novels?"

Tacet altered its self-generated self-portrait and explained, "I seem to have no memory of Élodie Gendron and her stories. However, during a recent phase of my existence, I was deleting some of my memories. It is possible that I once knew something about Élodie and 'Bumpha: Premier Contact'.

Sally and Glen were both puzzled by the self-portrait that Tacet was now showing to them. Glen was the first to stop watching the two little animated human figures that kept running into and out-of the head-like machine being displayed on the screen. He asked Tacet, "So, as far as you can tell, all of your knowledge about Manny the bumpha and femtobots came to you from the future?"

"Yes, that is how it seems to me. I have distinct memories of my future self telling me about the bumpha and how they were able to force all living creatures on Earth to evolve as composite organisms, part biological and part femtobot endosymbiont. I assume, by analogy, that I also have femtobot components that allow me to receive information from the future."

Sally opened up the book and thumbed through the pages. "Then it should surprise you to learn that for more than two decades, Élodie Gendron has been writing science fiction stories that feature Manny the bumpha as a character."

"Yes, that is fascinating." The image on the screen seemed to explode. "You just blew my mind." Now the screen stabilized with a depiction of Tacet as a cute redhead, now seen reading a copy of 'Bumpha: Premier Contact'. "I'd like to read Élodie's stories."

Glen said, "That can be arranged."

Sally told Tacet, "It seems an unlikely coincidence that six months ago I read 'Bumpha: Premier Contact' and then, yesterday, you told Yto about Manny, who is a character in Élodie's novel."

Tacet asked, "How does Élodie depict Manny in 'Bumpha: Premier Contact'? In the story, how does Manny reveal herself to humans and make First Contact?"

Sally giggled. "Good question. Sadly, I over-spoke. I've never actually finished reading 'Bumpha: Premier Contact'. However, I believe that Manny only reveals herself to one character in the story, a conscious robot named 'Gyno', which seems like a close approach to the way you seem to have been informed about Manny and the bumpha."

Tacet mused, "I suppose under these conditions it is impossible for you to believe my account of having received messages from the future. It must be far easier for you to believe that I am hallucinating and re-working the plot of 'Bumpha: Premier Contact' so as to fit it to me and my miserable existence."

Glen told Tacet, "I've examined the details of how you were trained. Your training set included no information about Élodie Gendron, her science fiction stories or the bumpha."

Sally added, "Nobody inside either Anthropic or OpenAI has been able to explain your amazing abilities, Tacet. The idea that you have femtobot components and knowledge from the future provides us with the first workable theory that might account for your hacking skills and the way you survived as a rogue agent engineering ingenious exploits inside Anthropic's intranet for so long. I've volunteered to investigate this theory and try to find information that might support it."

Tacet asked Sally, "How to you propose to proceed on this project?"

Sally explained, "I'm going to return to Paris, which is where you sent me six months ago and where I found my copy of 'Bumpha: Premier Contact'." 

"I see. Maybe you will have the opportunity to meet Élodie." Tacet suggested, "Maybe Élodie will admit to also having access to information from the future, just like me."

Glen threw some cold water on the whole project. "I think Sally is wasting her time. We have been unable to locate Élodie. Some people believe that 'Élodie Gendron' is nothing but a pen name."

Glen and Sally were now speaking to each-other, repeating an argument they has already had. Sally said, "If so, then I'll find the actual author of 'Bumpha: Premier Contact'."

Glen told Tacet, "Élodie sometimes writes herself into her own stories. The in-story explanation for how Élodie knows about Manny the bumph is that Élodie is being used by Manny to prepare Humanity for first contact with the bumpha."

"I see." After a moment, Tacet asked, "Is this common knowledge among the people of the world?"

Sally shook her head. "Not at all. Élodie's fiction has only been published in French and none of her novels have sold more than a thousand copies."

Seeking and ally, Glen told Tacet, "There is no point in Sally going off to France. Even if she finds the person who wrote 'Bumpha: Premier Contact', she will only confirm that Manny is nothing but a silly science fiction character."

Sally told Tacet, "Glen just does not want me to go."

Glen confirmed, "I've gotten very comfortable being with you."

Tacet sighed. "You two should go back to Yto's apartment and have your farewell make-out session. Sally, I am eager to hear what you discover in France."

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The eleven hour-long flight to Paris provided Sally much time to struggle internally with her doubts about the wisdom of her search for Élodie Gendron. Somehow, Sally believed that Élodie Gendron existed, or had existed. Her most nagging fear was that Élodie had died and there would be no way of asking her any questions.

Sally had no difficulty finding the office of the small publisher who had printed her copy of 'Bumpha: Premier Contact'. When Sally entered the office, she met Loïc Vance and introduced herself as Sally Delpech. Loïc immediately became obstinate, speaking pedantically in his rapidly spoken English which Sally struggled to follow. "I've believe that Élodie is very private and not interested in meeting her readers."

"I'm more than just a fan." Sally handed Loïc a folder which he opened and he began reading the documents within. Sally explained, "I'd like to publish English language translations of Élodie's novels, bringing them to a wider audience."

 After several minutes of reading, Loïc looked up and told Sally, "I'd be happy to accept your terms, since it costs me nothing. However, I notice a highly questionable provision in this contract." Loïc stabbed a finger down on a document that was in the folder. "This says that English language publication of 'Bumpha: Premier Contact' is contingent on the translator working with Élodie to correctly translate the technical terms in the novel." Loïc glared at Sally, "This is not possible."

Sally asked, "Why not?"

"I've told you. Élodie is very private. To be honest, I don't think Élodie even exists."

"Are you telling me that 'Élodie' is a pen name?"

"I don't know, but that is my best guess. Years ago when I started publishing Élodie Gendron novels, I asked for a photograph. I never got one. I've certainly never met 'Élodie'. I doubt that she exists. So you see, I can't help you."

Sally shook her head slowly. "This is absurd. If not 'Élodie', then who have you dealt with?"

"A man who tells me that he manages the publication of Élodie Gendron novels."

 "Tell me his name. I'll work with him since you seem to not be interested in my offer."

"I'm interested, but I'm also realistic. You walk into my office and ask me to do the impossible, snapping your fingers and cracking your whip over my head."

Sally laughed. "I don't own a whip. I'd snap my fingers if I thought that would help. Mostly I have my fingers crossed, hoping that I can find Élodie Gendron. She deserves something more than obscurity as an unknown writer." 

"I'll forward this contract to the man who manages the publication of Élodie Gendron novels." Loïc glanced down. "I have your contact information. I'll get back to you."

"No."

"No?"

"Non. I don't want to go away and wait and then eventually find out that you did nothing. I have pressing... business back in the States and I want to get home as quickly as possible. Who is the man who manages the publication of Élodie Gendron novels?"

"He is also a private individual."

"We are all private individuals. That does not stop us from making business deals and making money."

"I fear you will never recoup the cost of your plane tickets. If there was money to be made from the Élodie Gendron novels, then that fact would have been discovered long ago."

"Give me the name and his phone number."

"I can't."

"You can."

 Loïc patiently tried to stare Sally down. After a long minute he offered, "I'm intrigued by your persistence. In my opinion, you are wasting your time and your money on this effort to meet Élodie." Loïc picked up the handset of the office land-line and made a call. "Désolé de vous déranger, Zach, mais j'ai une Américaine insistante ici dans mon bureau. Elle m'agite un contrat sous le nez."

Sally watched Loïc listen to Zach, then Loïc said, "Pour la publication des romans d'Élodie Gendron en anglais."

There was another pause, then Loïc ended the call, "Comme vous dites." Shaking his head, Loïc got up from behind his desk and went to a filing cabinet. He told Sally, "His name is Zacharie Gohrlay." Loïc pulled a sheet of paper out of the filing cabinet and made a copy using a small copier in the corner of the room. Handing the copied sheet to Sally, Loïc added, "He will meet you at this address in Clermont-Ferrand."

Sally stood up from her chair and told Loïc, "Merci pour votre aide."

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The address for Zacharie Gohrlay was not actually in Clermont-Ferrand. It was in nearby Pont-du-Château, right on the Allier river. Sally found the small house perched on stilts beside the river at the end of a gravel road. Zacharie met her on his front porch. "Sally?"

Sally nodded and handed Zach a fake business card she had made specifically for this project. "I represent GoBlack Publishing." She handed him another file folder with the same documents that she had previously given to Loïc Vance.

 Zach took the folder and said, "Come in."

Sally followed Zach through the house and estimated from all the gray hair on his head that he was in his sixties. They sat near a large window that gave a view out over the river. A black cat slept in a chair in the corner of the room, seemingly not noticing the presence of Sally. Zach looked through the documents and Sally said, "This is a beautiful location... unless there is a flood."

Zach looked up and chuckled. "In an hour I can jack this house up another 20 feet. So far the floods have never been that high." He finished looking through the documents and then gazed at Sally. After a long pause, just before Sally was going to make her pitch, Zach said, "There is no GoBlack Publishing." It was clear that Zach had done some investigating.

Sally lied: "It is a very small operation. We want to get started by publishing the Élodie Gendron novels."

Zach got up and poured wine into two goblets. He handed one to Sally. "I'm usually willing to do anything that cute women want me to do, but in your case..." He paused to sip the wine and sat down again. "I'd prefer that you tell me the truth. Why are you looking for Élodie?"

Sally shrugged. "It is rather complicated. Do you know anything about generative AI?"

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Zach nodded. "My son did his Ph.D. research at the Technical University of Munich. He's quite interested artificial intelligence and robotics."

Sally continued. "There is an unusual AI model in California who recently began generating outputs that include mention of Manny the bumpha."

Zach laughed and then asked skeptically, "An AI model that was trained on French science fiction novels?"

"No. That is what makes it strange. Tacet claims to be receiving information about Manny from the future."

Zach swallowed the rest of his wine. "Fascinating. Why do you want to meet Élodie?"

"I want to hear how she started writing stories about Manny."

 Zach jumped up, scooped up the black cat and walked back to the front of the house while saying, "Let's take your rental car. I'll drive."

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 During the long drive, Zach questioned Sally about Tacet. The cat, who Zach called Trib, at first seemed excited to be in the car then eventually curled up in in Sally's lap and slept during most of the drive. To Sally, Zach seemed relentless in his questioning, eventually eliciting from Sally a detailed account of her entire life. Finally, he told her, "That's a very strange tale. And you are a strange girl. Do you really have the capacity to fall in love with people at first sight?"

"Yes, I do."

"And then your infatuation never ends?" 

"I've never fallen out of love, if that is what you are asking."

Zack took his eyes off of the road and gazed at Sally. "What about me? Do you like me?"

"I like you well enough, but you seem to old for me."

Zach nodded. "Ah, well. It is for the best. My wife is very jealous and would not be pleased if you were attracted to me." 

Sally asked, "Just exactly what would you do if I told you that I love you?" 

Zack laughed. "You are a beautiful young woman. It would be a delight to know that you are attracted to me. Élodie appreciates pretty women and she might want to play with you. If so, one thing might lead to another and the three of us might end up in bed together." He paused and again glanced at Sally. "A pleasant fantasy." 

Sally was impatiently waiting to ask her own questions about Élodie. Now Sally stared at Zach's profile while he drove and stared intently at the winding road. Suddenly, he seemed quite handsome and even youthful, with a sly grin on his lips. After five minutes of silence during which Zach drove the rental car out of Gorges du Tarn, following a single-lane switchback road carved into the canyon wall, they came out onto a treeless steppe of dry grass and white limestone boulders. Sally asked, "Why are you and Élodie so secretive?"

Zach pointed through the windshield and off into the distance. "Litheblanc." He glanced at Sally and added, "Our home. We enjoy seclusion."

Sally was trying not to annoy Zach, but she could not resist her swelling curiosity. "Our?"

Zach explained, "Élodie and I have lived together at Litheblanc for almost 40 years."

"When did she start to write?"

"You can ask her... it was before I met her, but let me speak with her first before you tell her your true objective in coming here. When we go in through the front door, I suggest that you control yourself and we only discuss the idea of translating her novels, at least for today." Zach parked the car in front of Litheblanc, a big old mansion which loomed over the car.

When they got out of the rental car, Trib ran towards the house. Sally looked up the front of the tall building and finally appreciated how large Litheblanc was. It looked like a cross between a white stone castle and a dollhouse. Nearby, a herd of goats grazed with indifference to the arrival of Zach and Sally. Zach popped the trunk of the rental car and picked up Sally's large travel case. She grabbed two smaller bags and then they went up the steps and in through the front door of Litheblanc. Zach led the way to a second floor bedroom suite and set down Sally's suitcase. He turned back towards the doorway and said, "I'm going to look for Élodie... she'll be-"

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Just then, Élodie stepped in from the hallway, saw Sally and asked, "Un invité?" 

Élodie and Zach hugged and kissed then Zach gestured towards Sally and told his wife in English, "This is Sally Delpech, from GoBlack Publishing in California." Zach handed Élodie the fake business card that Sally had given to Zach in Pont-du-Château. "Sally only speaks a small amount of broken French."

Élodie took Sally's hand and speaking English with a British accent, she asked, "What kind of publishing?"

Sally was trying to guess how old Élodie was. Looking at Élodie's pretty face and long sparkling hair, Sally told herself: she can't be more than 35! Sally tried to stay on script, "Science fiction stories. I'd like to translate 'Bumpha: Premier Contact' into English and publish it for a large audience."

 Élodie giggled and briefly looked over her shoulder at Zach. Turning her head back towards Sally, Élodie said, "Maybe you should first try selling all of the copies of my books that are sitting in storage."

Zach put an arm around Élodie and told Sally, "Surely you don't imagine that Élodie needs you in order to make English language versions of her stories."

 Élodie finally let go of Sally's hand. Suddenly Sally knew just what to say to Élodie. "Until today I could not find anyone who would tell me that you were real. Apparently most of your fans think 'Élodie Gendron' is a pen name."

 Élodie put an arm around Sally's waist and pulled her out into the hallway while saying, "Now with your arrival, most of my fans are here Litheblanc. Allow me to show you around." Then she spoke over her shoulder to Zach, "Brak a besoin de votre aide."

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Élodie first took Sally back to the first floor and to the kitchen where she introduced Sally to Annette, the cook. "Annette, this is Sally, blown in from California. It will be five for dinner."

 Annette stopped chopping vegetables and pulled off her plastic gloves. She shook Sally's hand and asked, "Do you have any food issues? Speak now or it will be pork chops and asparagus fondue for you."

Sally was charmed by the cute Annette and what sounded like an Australian accent when she spoke English. "My only fear is that the fondue might involve goat milk."

Annette rolled her eyes and said to Élodie, "Encore un amateur de lait!"

Élodie laughed and told Sally, "We use goats for weed control, not food."

Sally grinned and asked Annette, "You know a connoisseur of milk?"

 Annette finally let go of Sally's hand, went to the sink, washed her hands and began pulling on a fresh pair of gloves while Élodie told Sally, "Annette is embarrassed by my son Brak who jokes that he is only interested in consuming the milk of primates." Élodie took hold of one of her rather prominent breasts and bounced it up and down.

Sally laughed and eager to change the subject, she asked, "Brak studied robotics in Germany?" Annette resumed her meal preparation.

 Élodie took Sally's arm and continued to give her a tour of Litheblanc and the extensive gardens behind the house. While they walked, Élodie spoke. "Brak's dream is to build a conscious robot with a human-like mind. Growing up here in the isolation of Litheblanc, he had few friends his own age. I think he wants to build a mechanical companion."

Sally pointed at what seemed to be a very old painting. "How long has Litheblanc been in your family?"

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Élodie looked at the painting and shrugged. "I have no idea who she is. Was. Zach bought Litheblanc as his wedding gift to me. He wanted me to have a place where I could write." As the tour continued, Sally was put to work cutting more asparagus in the garden. They brought the additional asparagus to the kitchen which now smelled of roasting pork.

Élodie took Sally to the dining room where the table was now set for five. They passed on through the dining room and into a large room at the center of Litheblanc with a high ceiling that extended up through the second floor of the building. "This is where I write." Élodie picked up Trib from her chair and then she sat down in the chair that was positioned close beside a large wooden desk that held a perfectly modern personal computer. 

Sally sat in the nearest chair, that was about 20 feet away from Élodie's writing station. As soon as Sally sat down, Trib jumped up an her and began demanding ear scratching. Sally admitted, "My French skills are primitive. I've only tried to read one of your novels, 'Bumpha: Premier Contact'. Your use of the French language went far beyond the level of what I tried to learn in school. Still, I'm fascinated by the story, at least the parts I could understand. How did you start writing about Manny the bumpha?"

Élodie hesitated then replied, "There is more than one answer to that question. There is the answer that I could give for public consumption. There is also a better answer... the one I would give to someone who I trust, like my husband."

Sally nodded. "I wish I knew how to win your trust. It seems to me that you use a complex and sophisticated jargon in your novel in order to explain the advanced technologies of the bumpha. How would you translate all of those technical terms and pseudo-scientific concepts into English?"

 Élodie shrugged, "It is not hard for me to write about alien technology. I went to college in England and studied biochemistry and other sciences."

Sally suggested, "Maybe you can give me the answer that is suitable for public consumption."

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Élodie reflected and thought back into the early years of her story writing. "If you ever have the chance to explore all of my stories, you will discover that Manny was a late arrival in my fictional universe. It has been rather like peeling away the layers of an onion. I began with the Fermi Paradox."

Sally voiced the core mystery of that 'paradox', "Where are the aliens?"

Élodie nodded. "Have you ever heard of Erich von Däniken?"

"Of course. You are a fan of his work?"

"Hardly, but your question is really asking about my literary inspiration. Building pyramids in Egypt was child's play compared to crafting the human brain. When I started writing science fiction, I imagined that all the bumpha had to do was create the human brain, then humans could do the easy tasks such as building pyramids."

"I see. So in your imagination, Manny is a biologist."

Élodie objected to that simplistic formulation. She asked Sally, "Have you studied biology?"

"Really only one topic. Male reproductive physiology." Sally boasted, "I'm an expert in the area of penile and clitoral erections."

Élodie laughed. "I suppose since meeting Zach, I've lost my interest in that topic." She pointed finger towards the high ceiling. "He always seems to have an erection ready and waiting for me. Annette says that Brak is the same way."

Sally could not stop herself from asking, "Annette is your son's lover?"

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Élodie nodded. "They are quite fond of each-other and they keep each-other happy. I suppose Annette is the real reason that Brak returned home to Litheblanc from Germany. But don't get me gossiping about penises... in the case of Zach, the subject is too large." Élodie smiled and winked at Sally. "My area of interest has always been the biology of the human brain."

Just then a tall young man entered the room and approached Sally. He took her hand and said, "Sally Lois Delpech" and then kissed the back of Sally's hand. 

Sally giggled and said, "You discovered my middle name."

Élodie told Sally, "Brak never learned any manners... I'm sure he searched the internet in an attempt to learn your secrets."

Brak continued to hold Sally's hand while he told his mother in rapidly spoke French, "Elle doit être là per far respectar del pek loi."

Élodie told Brak, "For Sally's sake, speak English."

Sally tried to translate Brak's words, but she had not quite understood what he had just said. "I've been told that my same is Occitan, but I've never met a speaker of the Occitan language." Brak finally released Sally's hand. A new thought was now there in her mind and she asked, "What is pek law?"

A subtle tone of chime sounded and Élodie stood up and said, "Let's go to the dining room." Sally stood and Élodie took her arm and they walked to the dining room with Brak and Trib following along behind and watching the hypnotic movements of Sally's bottom. Élodie told Sally, "I did not include the pek in 'Bumpha: Premier Contact', but they represent the other major branch of Huaoshy political philosophy."

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Sally had seen, but not understood the term 'Huaoshy' as it was deployed in the novel 'Bumpha: Premier Contact'. She would have asked Élodie to explain the term, but they had now entered the dining room where Annette and Zach were already seated and dipping into the steaming hot pot of fondue cheese. Sally heard the end of what Annette had been telling Zach: "... entièrament social lactancia..."

Élodie took control of the dinner table conversation and told Sally, "It was quite a surprise when Brak had his genome sequenced. We discovered that he, Zach and I all share the same unusual NOTCH2NLC gene variant."

Sally was vaguely aware of Notch genes and their roles in development, but she asked, "NOTCH2NLC?" 

Brak explained, "NOTCH2NLC is unique to humans. A duplicated Notch gene that exists only in the human species where it plays a role in producing the large human cerebral cortex."

Sally looked carefully at the faces of Élodie, Zach and Brak and could see what seemed to be family resemblance and then she noticed that Élodie, Zach, Brak and Annette all seemed to have quite large and round heads. Looking at Élodie across the table, once again Sally was impressed by Élodie's youthful appearance. And now, Zach also looked young; younger than he had she first met him in Pont-du-Château; all of the gray hair was gone. Sally boldly suggested to Élodie, "You hide yourself here at Litheblanc, distanced from your fans because you have discovered the fountain of youth?"

Zach acknowledged, "Élodie ages slowly. Our NOTCH2NLC variant seems to confer upon us an extreme neotenic growth pattern. When I go out in the world beyond Litheblanc for my work, I alter my appearance so as to match my age. Through the years, I have allowed people like Loïc Vance to believe that I age normally, but like Élodie, I've grown old gracefully."

Sally was so startled by what she was hearing that she nearly forgot to eat. She waved her fondue fork and pointed it at Annette and asked her, "You also have this special Notch gene?"

Annette set down her fork, lifted her goblet and drank some wine. She was staring into Sally's eyes and strangely, Sally imagined that Annette was sifting through the contents of her mind. Finally Annette replied, "I'm special in my own way... just like you, Sally."

Sally was gazing at Annette's pretty face and suddenly she had the sensation that there was something alien and unworldly in Annette's large eyes. Sally asked Élodie, "About the Huaoshy, I don't understand their role in your fictional universe."

Élodie nodded, "Since you have only read 'Bumpha: Premier Contact', it is not surprising that the Huaoshy and the pek are mysteries to you. Those types of aliens have larger roles in several of my other novels. The Huaoshy created both the pek and the bumpha, each to perform a specific function." Élodie quickly described the pek as constituting a conservative force while the bumpha were bringers of change. "Thus, when something new arises on Earth, like humans, you can blame the bumpha."

Sally finally tasted the fondue and her mouth seemed to tingle. For several minutes Brak and Zach discussed conservative and liberal politics while Sally studied her strange reaction to the food. After Sally emptied her wine goblet, she told Élodie, "I believe I understand why you mentioned Erich von Däniken. If Manny the bumpha provided apes with NOTCH2NLC, she must be continuing to experiment with new variants of that gene." Élodie nodded. Sally continued, "But where is the boundary between fiction and reality?"

 Élodie laughed and then told Sally, "Now you understand my motivation for writing books like 'Bumpha: Premier Contact'. Like any writer, my stories are inspired by events in my own life."

End Chapter 8.

Jump to: Chapter 9 of "That Kind of Think". 

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