FrustratedWhiteMale
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My mother took me to Disneyland in 1973. They had a planetarium there, which I begged her to take me to.
In there, there was a girl, lecturing about the stars, planets and so forth. It was nice to se a girl that I had something in common with.
I'm all but eleven years old, but I told my mother that I was really interested in her.
She told me that she was a mannequin, with a record inside her. All her movements were pre-programmed.
She was VERY realistic, very pretty. They didn't let people get TOO close her.
Even so, I was still moved by her. I wanted to hug her so bad.
Now imagine, if they can make that in 1973, imagine what they can do today.
G-d I miss her.
In there, there was a girl, lecturing about the stars, planets and so forth. It was nice to se a girl that I had something in common with.
I'm all but eleven years old, but I told my mother that I was really interested in her.
She told me that she was a mannequin, with a record inside her. All her movements were pre-programmed.
She was VERY realistic, very pretty. They didn't let people get TOO close her.
Even so, I was still moved by her. I wanted to hug her so bad.
Now imagine, if they can make that in 1973, imagine what they can do today.
G-d I miss her.