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Where the machine age is usually dreaded, Etherith reads automation as emancipation. No more labor; we will be set free.
Freed from toil, humanity turns to art, to craft, and to the long reach outward, terraforming, planets seeded with oxygen, the decorative imagination extended to the solar system. The optimism is deliberate: the end of useless work is the beginning of beauty.
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