“The Holy ... Machine?" I mumbled. "Yes." She gave a little laugh. "A great miracle. He is a kind of robot, but God has given him a soul - and not an ordinary human soul either, but the soul of a saint or an angel!" "But ... I thought robots were ... bad ..." "Yes, of course, and Mary Magdalene was a whore. To God, all things are possible.”

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