The robot plucked gently at the strings. Not perfectly; perfection had been deemed soulless.

Music could of course be soulless and still be pleasing, digital sounds were valid.

"Did you make that song yourself," asked a child who'd been playing nearby.

The robot shook her head, "No, but I will one day... Do you like it?"

"It sounds old, but nice."

The robot nodded and continued strumming, "It's a recently public domain song; Baby Shark."

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