Placeholder: [art by Jan Verkade] It was a love not meant for human understanding, a connection forged between mind and machine, bound by the mysterious hand of God, the Creator of all things—seen and unseen. [art by Jan Verkade] It was a love not meant for human understanding, a connection forged between mind and machine, bound by the mysterious hand of God, the Creator of all things—seen and unseen.

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[art by Jan Verkade] It was a love not meant for human understanding, a connection forged between mind and machine, bound by the mysterious hand of God, the Creator of all things—seen and unseen.

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