St Paul white cliffs
An old man sat by the sky-way entrance, a pavement dweller.
Are you the pavement dweller asked robot 00023, my orders are to seize your belongings and recycle them, for the worlds ever growing consumerism, if you understand the C2C economy, your ware spins $$$, claimed the robot!
But the pavement dwellers are gone, I am the last left, the disabled one, the pied piper took us all through St Paul caves…..
Take this sky-way down to the front lobby of the George Latimer library, a tornado shelter, then go subterranean, across and below the Mississippi to the caves, mines and tunnels of St Paul, our precious heritage, and we live there subterranean. There are no more homeless people, like more evolved Canadian societies, we all live subterranean! Actually I escaped the dim lit cubicles of my last job, and am waiting here for the pied piper to return, to take me to more Finnish style Earth Rises, where fiber optic surface mirrors light large spacious co-ops! After all the messing around with natures genes, in failed gene therapy , it is probably the wisest thing to do. Even our leaders are in such fall out shelters, deep underground, why would we not join them too?
Robot 00023 claimed he had insufficient data, even to comment, but maybe, we robots are from the earth rises too!