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192 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1993
Next thing I notice is this crippled-up yellow-haired midget kid strutting around the sidewalk, giving orders to the beards.
He’s going: “Hey you, Doofus! Yeah, you with the hairy face, take it easy with that box. That box contains a computer, you know what a computer is?”
I can’t believe it. By then I’m sneaking along the street to see what’s going on, and there’s this weird-looking little dude, he’s got a normal-sized head, but the rest of him is shorter than a yardstick and kind of twisted in a way that means he can’t stand up straight and makes his chest puff out, and he’s waving his crutches around and yelling up at the movers.
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I go, “I thought there weren’t any real robots. Just in the movies.”
Boy does that make his eyes blaze. Like whoa! talk about laser beams! He’s like fuming, so upset he can hardly talk. Finally he gets control of himself and he goes,
“I suppose I must make allowances for your ignorance. On the subject of robots you are clearly misinformed."