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*=====================================================* *directory http://www.alansondheim.org <http://www.alansondheim.org> tel 347-383-8552**email sondheim ut panix.com <http://panix.com>, sondheim ut gmail.com <http://gmail.com>* *=====================================================* On Sat, Jan 24, 2026, 1:57 PM Paul Hertz via NetBehaviour < [email protected]> wrote: > Latest version of a computer graphic, created with my "illegible" IgnoBlox > font. I asked ChatGPT to write a story synopsis using the text. ISTR > NetBehaviour doesn't do inline images very well, so I'm providing a link. > The font will eventually be released as free open source design. If you'd > like a copy of the current files, contact me. > > I have limited enthusiasm for AI art, but the degree to which this > generated text seemed to reflect cultural obsessions wired into an LLM > struck me in an emotional way, despite my misgivings. > > *Image:* https://flic.kr/p/2rTnipm > > *Melancholy Chemistry Vagabond Rescues Lonely Brain Dead Spy* > > Synopsis > > Dr. Ilya Corven, a gifted but disillusioned chemist, wanders the > borderlands of post-Cold-War Europe after abandoning both academia and > nation, carrying only a rucksack of handwritten formulas and an unshakable > sense that chemistry once promised more than weapons and patents. His > melancholy is not romantic but chemical: he believes emotions are reactions > that can be stalled, reversed, or gently catalyzed—and he is searching for > proof that this belief has not hollowed him out. > > In a shuttered safehouse near the Adriatic, Ilya stumbles upon Mara, a > former intelligence operative left behind after a failed extraction. She is > alive but neurologically vacant, her mind chemically erased by an > experimental failsafe intended to prevent defection. The agency has marked > her as “brain dead” and already replaced her. Alone with her breathing body > and unreadable eyes, Ilya recognizes the familiar cruelty of reductionism: > a human life declared finished because it no longer performs its assigned > function. > > Against his better judgment, Ilya begins an improvised, deeply personal > rescue—using scavenged lab equipment, half-remembered theories, and > unapproved compounds to coax Mara’s mind back into coherence. As fragments > of her identity return, so do fragments of his own: guilt over inventions > that harmed more than healed, and the quiet hope that restoration is > possible without domination. The story unfolds as an intimate duel between > chemistry and memory, ending not with a full recovery or a clean escape, > but with two damaged people choosing to move forward together—no longer > owned by the systems that broke them, and uncertain whether what has been > revived is a person, a reaction, or something entirely new. > > // generated by ChatGPT in response to the title of this work > > -- > ----- |(*,+,#,=)(#,=,*,+)(=,#,+,*)(+,*,=,#)| --- > http://paulhertz.net/ > _______________________________________________ > NetBehaviour mailing list > [email protected] > https://lists.netbehaviour.org/mailman/listinfo/netbehaviour >
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