I met Amanda three times in my life (at least recorded times). The first time was in Bern at the Aare river (nice river, hellish city). The second time was in Hasenberg, near Zurich, in a Japanese restaurant (nice food, hellish interior). And the last time was two weeks ago in a pasta restaurant in Zurich (nice food, nice interior). We share a common past of being strangers in Japan. Amanda went to Japan before me, that makes her my sensei (teacher) or senpai (the “older”, not by life age necessarily). I might have even crossed her at the beach in Kamakura near Tokyo. The strange thing about the swimming season in Japan: it’s ridiculously short. It lasts, depending on the beach, from July 1 to around August 16. You can melt away from the heat in May, June, in August, September, but you are not supposed to go into the water unless you are an ignorant gaijin. I guess Amanda couldn’t care less. She is waiting for the final call of a big tech company located in Seattle. They want her because she has a PhD in robotics. Amanda is the perfect reminder that we don’t live in times of humans and human language anymore (although she is perfectly fluent in French, English, German, Japanese, even more languages?), but in the times of robots, software. Watch out 60people from the old world. Amanda is the new world.
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