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Monday, February 22, 2016
Post 100
by the Editorial Staff of Uncanny Valley Magazine
Hello everyone,
Please enjoy this list of 100 things which we made to celebrate our 100th post on the blog! Thank you and have a nice 100.
Sincerely,
Chris100, Alexis100, and Doug100
1. People with really nice hair
2. Spending too much time in the sun
3. Tiny people
4. Troublingly burnt coffee
5. Discovering you have a fortune cookie leftover
6. No, like, really, really tiny people
7. Not wanting to be a pirate
8. Walking through a puddle you didn't see because you are fucking oblivious
9. Electronic portraits of pig presidents painting pictures of pralines
10. An icicle farm
11. Spinning plates
12. Arms
13. An outrageously long line
14. Filthy pennies
15. Whey
16. Mr. Donnie Wahlberg
17. Qualitative assessments of value
18. Personal space issues
19. Doom
20. Idle plates
21. A haircut
22. Formal corrections to an outdated newsletter
23. Mailing lists
24. Color
25. My blue hoodie
26. Spilling most of your water while trying to walk
27. Plato
28. Liftoff
29. Unfulfilled potential
30. Seven
31. Jammed up
32. Entropy
33. Weigh
34. Cops
35. The uncanny valley (not the magazine)
36. Lurid grafitti
37. Inflammation
38. Standardized tests
39. Sore thoughts
40. Doug
41. Passive aggressive notes
42. A stubborn animal
43. Ghost
44. Quietly counting the days
45. Basic income
46. At the gates of dawn
47. The person who coughed on their hand and then went through a door you were just going to go through, leaving germs on the handle
48. Glue
49. Paranormal activity
50. Animals in captivity
51. A real ham sandwich
52. Lust
53. Spelling errors
54. Obsequiousness
55. Energy cheetahs
56. Mostly forgettable movies
57. Loam
58. Uncanny valley
59. The time your teacher called you out for sleeping during lecture
60. Rich, frothy milkshakes
61. Cheapness as a sense
62. Seven cheese pizza
63. A national anthem
64. Cash
65. Four cheese pizza
66. Freak
67. Charm
68. Knowing your place
69. Steel beams
70. Anarchy
71. Speeding
72. Cheap heat
73. Anchovies
74. Amphetamines
75. A swan's language
76. The Pacific Ocean
77. Losing a finger
78. Peculiarity
79. Camping
80. Captain Eyepatch
81. Way
82. Volatility
83. Forgetting your name, again
84. Flag
85. Baseball
86. Second person narration
87. Mostly forgivable movies
88. Karl the Fog
89. Knowing every night could be the last
90. Eight-track
91. Twins who aren't
92. Many cheesed pizza
93. Heat
94. Design flaws
95. G#
96. Diamond
97. Jet fuel
98. Cribbage
99. An obelisk
100. The valley
Alexis Faulkner is Unicorn Editor-in-Chief of Uncanny Valley Magazine
Chris Alarie is Spectacular Editor-in-Chief of Uncanny Valley Magazine
Doug Slayton is Professor Editor-in-Chief of Uncanny Valley Magazine
Hello everyone,
Please enjoy this list of 100 things which we made to celebrate our 100th post on the blog! Thank you and have a nice 100.
Sincerely,
Chris100, Alexis100, and Doug100
1. People with really nice hair
2. Spending too much time in the sun
3. Tiny people
4. Troublingly burnt coffee
5. Discovering you have a fortune cookie leftover
6. No, like, really, really tiny people
7. Not wanting to be a pirate
8. Walking through a puddle you didn't see because you are fucking oblivious
9. Electronic portraits of pig presidents painting pictures of pralines
10. An icicle farm
11. Spinning plates
12. Arms
13. An outrageously long line
14. Filthy pennies
15. Whey
16. Mr. Donnie Wahlberg
17. Qualitative assessments of value
18. Personal space issues
19. Doom
20. Idle plates
21. A haircut
22. Formal corrections to an outdated newsletter
23. Mailing lists
24. Color
25. My blue hoodie
26. Spilling most of your water while trying to walk
27. Plato
28. Liftoff
29. Unfulfilled potential
30. Seven
31. Jammed up
32. Entropy
33. Weigh
34. Cops
35. The uncanny valley (not the magazine)
36. Lurid grafitti
37. Inflammation
38. Standardized tests
39. Sore thoughts
40. Doug
41. Passive aggressive notes
42. A stubborn animal
43. Ghost
44. Quietly counting the days
45. Basic income
46. At the gates of dawn
47. The person who coughed on their hand and then went through a door you were just going to go through, leaving germs on the handle
48. Glue
49. Paranormal activity
50. Animals in captivity
51. A real ham sandwich
52. Lust
53. Spelling errors
54. Obsequiousness
55. Energy cheetahs
56. Mostly forgettable movies
57. Loam
58. Uncanny valley
59. The time your teacher called you out for sleeping during lecture
60. Rich, frothy milkshakes
61. Cheapness as a sense
62. Seven cheese pizza
63. A national anthem
64. Cash
65. Four cheese pizza
66. Freak
67. Charm
68. Knowing your place
69. Steel beams
70. Anarchy
71. Speeding
72. Cheap heat
73. Anchovies
74. Amphetamines
75. A swan's language
76. The Pacific Ocean
77. Losing a finger
78. Peculiarity
79. Camping
80. Captain Eyepatch
81. Way
82. Volatility
83. Forgetting your name, again
84. Flag
85. Baseball
86. Second person narration
87. Mostly forgivable movies
88. Karl the Fog
89. Knowing every night could be the last
90. Eight-track
91. Twins who aren't
92. Many cheesed pizza
93. Heat
94. Design flaws
95. G#
96. Diamond
97. Jet fuel
98. Cribbage
99. An obelisk
100. The valley
Alexis Faulkner is Unicorn Editor-in-Chief of Uncanny Valley Magazine
Chris Alarie is Spectacular Editor-in-Chief of Uncanny Valley Magazine
Doug Slayton is Professor Editor-in-Chief of Uncanny Valley Magazine
Wednesday, January 13, 2016
Flower and Haiku For Bowie
by Alexis Faulkner
Strong Bowie Inside
Softest Center Trembling
The Damnedest Winter
Alexis Faulkner is Unicorn Editor-in-Chief of Uncanny Valley Magazine.
Sunday, December 27, 2015
BEST OF 2015
BEST OF 2015
by Alexis Faulkner
The worst movie I watched on an airplane:
Entourage. Watched it on the plane ride back home
from Hawaii via Los Angeles.
The best movie I watched on an airplane: Amy. A fantastic documentary about Amy
Winehouse. I was amazed at the amount of raw footage of her that exists,
including lots of recordings made before she was famous and didn’t think it
possible that she could make a career of singing. I’d like to note that she
wasn’t putting herself down as a singer, she just didn’t think of it as
something she could do as a career. It made a fan out of me, though I only took
so long to appreciate her music because I hadn’t much previous exposure.
Best food: Cart food or maybe cheap sandwiches,
$3.50 at a deli near me. DELIS! CARTS! Chicken over rice, man. *When I say cart
food, I mean hallal, specifically. I want to make special mention of the
delicious food available at the Barclays Center. It is fancy and well prepared,
and they have lots of Kosher options, too.
Best Holiday Occurrence: Cooking most of the Thanksgiving dinner
while drinking Kahlua and coffee and then later adding vodka having it all come
out pretty okay.
Best date: This goes over the course of a couple of
dates, actually. I went out with one person several times and they kept
explaining how a potentiometer works. It was super interesting.
Best venue visited: I went to 3 sports arenas that I hadn’t
visited previously in 2015, and that’s a personal best as far as visiting new
sports arenas goes. Some friends and I drank Coors Lite on the Finnerty’s
gamebus on the way to Citi Field, and even though we watched the Mets beat the
Giants (may the Mets championship dreams rest in peace) it was great fun. Without
being terribly rowdy, and attracting far less attention than I expected, a
whole sections’ worth of San Francisco fans- mostly expats- sat together and cheered
not only the Giants, but the Golden State Warriors, too. The Dubs were playing
game 4 of the finals that night, and the game started while we sat in a muggy
summer sweat that marks baseball in June on the East Coast. The stadium itself was
very clean and easy to navigate, though not particularly charming in terms of
architecture. Perhaps the character will come with time.
Yankee Stadium,
where I saw the Yankees beat the Mets, was also very clean, well organized and
full of particularly edible arena eats. And also very concrete and stale. A
nice place to see a baseball game, but with few particularly attractive
features, save the fact that you can see the train going by from most seats in
the park. It’s nice to know that you are nestled neatly in the Bronx, right
there in the mix. The Barclays Center in Brooklyn was my favorite.
This choice was
difficult, as I much prefer baseball over basketball, however, the Barclays
Center has a very interesting design, with its circular strip of screen that
you can see while standing underneath the open structure in front of the
entrance gates. The outside of the structure itself is a raw-looking metal that
is covered in copper rust, and it has mossy greens covering part of it, as
well. The seating inside arena goes up very high, the nosebleed sections are
steep indeed, but it seems you can see the action well from any seat. They
played good music during the game, lots of 90s hip-hop, among other crowd
pleasers. There was a lot of Jay-Z too, which was probably just a coincidence since
he no longer has a stake in the arena. The worst thing about the Barclays
experience was their sound system. The music sounded awful; the tracks sounded
blown out and the volume was low at times. This was highly surprising,
considering the newness of the venue and the typical auditory fanfare that goes
with live sports events. A final exciting note about the game I attended specifically:
about half the audience was wearing blue and gold. There were audible cheers
for Stephen Curry, there was applause, and it was not just in our bay area
gamebus section. I am so thankful that I got to witness a game during the
Warriors historic season starting streak of 2015.
Best change: Leaving Whole Foods Market after four
solid years of working there. Grateful for the friends I made, grateful to be
creatively explosive upon leaving. New Beginnings, that’s what happened.
Best annoying thing I did: Make out in subway stations, at the bar,
on the train. All over town, basically. At some point during 2015 a New York
native told me that New York is a sexy town, and I think he was right. I see
more public displays of affection than back home, that’s for sure.
Best movie: Love
& Mercy. I saw it
with my mom and I think it was a little dark for her. The story was inspiring
and very sad and Paul Giamatti was very twisted and terrifying. John Cusack, who
plays Brian Wilson as an adult, did an excellent job of talking in that fairly
shy yet halting manner while still managing to highlight the humanity in a
diseased mind through an evolution of a loving relationship. Paul Dano, with
delicate execution, showed us the genius of Wilson’s musicianship, particularly
as an arranger. He too was quite good at showing the internal pain and
confusion as his disease first unfolded.
This is just one
of three movies that Paul Giamatti starred in this year. Dr. Eugene Landy certainly
was his finest roll. Playing a somewhat similar musical handler of sorts in Straight Outta Compton, he was a much
more subtle villain, but still convincing, and in San Andreas he was a weak nerd.
Best album release: Marilyn Manson- The Pale Emperor. Just kidding, I haven’t even heard that record.
But I like the name because it’s ridiculous. That man loves bein’ freakin’
pale. And since I don’t like Drake and I wish that band UFO was more
interesting, I will go with Justin Bieber’s Purpose.
Also, I’m really thankful that Snoop Dogg went back to such a name after being
Snoop Lion and starring in hot pocket commercials. ***Really though, Dave Rawlings
Machine record was cool.
Best celebrity sighting: None. There are no celebrities in New
York City. ALTERNATELY: I recognize no one outside of my own family and I
refuse to answer this question. Actually, I suffer from face blindness.
Best NY chillers: Thankful to all of the people who came
out to New York and made a point to say hi. This includes my sister, my dad and
his girlfriend, Eden, Derek, Mark and Crystal, Scott, Sam and Maggie, Nikos,
Walter, Lynne, Victor and Hannah (thanks for taking me to Yankee Stadium), Christine
before she moved to New York officially, running in to Anthony on the street in
Williamsburg, Talia. Can’t wait for Kat to get here on New Year’s Even— you’re
gonna love it here.
Best concert: Thee Oh Sees with Zs as their opener at
Warsaw in Bushwick, Brooklyn. This took me by surprise, since I’ve never been a
huge fan of this SF originating band. However, their sound has changed quite a
bit since I’ve last listened in. Perhaps their move to LA did them some good.
They were tight and groovy with a big, rowdy, double drum set set-up. Zs was
great, very interesting, but I was so infuriated and distracted by the rudeness
of the audience that I feel ill-equipped to critique their set. The echo of the
audience talking over their performance is what I remember most.
Most entertaining TV moment: Steve Harvey announced the wrong winner for the Miss Universe competition. He had to correct himself on live tv, leading to an extremely awkward moment whereby the crown had to be taken from Miss Colombia and given to Miss Philippines. Harvey compounded this mistake by offering an apology via a (since deleted) tweet in which he misspelled both countries. He was a great host up until this moment and I loved watching him anyway.
Alexis Faulkner is Unicorn Editor-in-Chief of Uncanny Valley Magazine.
Most entertaining TV moment: Steve Harvey announced the wrong winner for the Miss Universe competition. He had to correct himself on live tv, leading to an extremely awkward moment whereby the crown had to be taken from Miss Colombia and given to Miss Philippines. Harvey compounded this mistake by offering an apology via a (since deleted) tweet in which he misspelled both countries. He was a great host up until this moment and I loved watching him anyway. Alexis Faulkner is Unicorn Editor-in-Chief of Uncanny Valley Magazine.
Monday, December 21, 2015
Two Crumpet Poems
Crumpet
by Alexis Faulkner
Cranny cranny
Cranny cranny cranny
Cranny cranny
Butter
Hat
by Chri S. Alarie
What is a crumpet?
What am I even doing here?
What a weird headline
Don't post this
thanks
Hat
by Chri S. Alarie
What is a crumpet?
What am I even doing here?
What a weird headline
Don't post this
thanks
Alexis Faulkner is Unicorn Editor-in-Chief of Uncanny Valley Magazine.
Friday, December 11, 2015
Two Trumpet Poems
Sounding From the Trumpets of Heaven
by Alexis Faulkner
Blonde rascal provokes louder horns
Sounding towards skyways
Hiding
Certain shrouded
Mystery only for
Speckled so many humans across global
Awareness spreading
You know, like the fire spreading
Possess heart, do you?
Possess fear, do you?
Hunger for wealth
Depth
Earth’s center
Sinking center depth
Holds a lot, parking lot of ammunition
Blonde rascal
Sounding off the trumpet of heaven
Golden horns
Light enough brightens
Instruments speak for
Who
Power corrupting nearest stars
From
Angels
Black angels
Angels holy to
Harness magical projection
Of what a blessing looks like on your mind
winter
by Douglas Slayton
sad songs
squealed across the highway
flowers on either side of a tunnel
a weekend every year
i am still picking pieces
of you out of my clothes
so it never really ends
winter
by Douglas Slayton
sad songs
squealed across the highway
flowers on either side of a tunnel
a weekend every year
i am still picking pieces
of you out of my clothes
so it never really ends
Alexis Faulkner is Unicorn Editor-in-Chief of Uncanny Valley Magazine.
Doug Slayton is Professor Editor-in-Chief of Uncanny Valley Magazine.
Wednesday, December 9, 2015
A Walk From Greenpoint, Brooklyn to Long Island City, Queens
by Alexis Faulkner
This day, this day that I walked from Greenpoint, a lovely neighborhood in Brooklyn, to Long Island City in Queens, was a smoggy day. It was sunny and partly clear and not too cold, even when walking over a bridge. I took some casual shots on my walk between the boroughs, so you can get a sense of what it's like to go for a stroll here in New York City as winter approaches.
And as soon as I get back to Manhattan...
Alexis Faulkner is Unicorn Editor-in-Chief of Uncanny Valley Magazine.
Monday, December 7, 2015
An Article: UFO Sandwiches: the How, Why, What & How of UFO Sandwiches: the Article
by Chris Alarie
Having moved to Brooklyn last year, I've spent a good chunk of the last few months learning the ins and outs of this little city called New York City or sometimes just the Big City or mostly just New York. Among those ins—or maybe it's an out; I'm not really sure—is this surprising tidbit about sandwiches (which I will present in the form of a rhetorical question): did you know that in NYC1 sandwiches cost exactly $50.55? It's true. And the price is the same at every deli. The price is highly regulated and any vendor/restaurateur/deli-atician/sanwicherist who does not comply with that price is heavily fined and beaten.
Now you may be asking yourself,2 "Why would anybody pay that much for a sandwich? That seems like a ridiculously high price to pay for such a basic item." Well, first of all, fuck you. Who do you think you are? Some fancy bastard who's too good for our weird, expensive New York sandwiches? Go fuck yourself. Second: it actually isn't as expensive as it seems because New York sandwiches can regenerate themselves. All you have to do is take a piece of the sandwich and place it in the sunlight and it will grow into an entire new sandwich. Of course, there is a limit to how many new sandwiches can be generated from a single sandwich. Usually, the upper limit is somewhere around 14 new sandwiches—which makes for an incredible return on the initial $50.55 investment. Unfortunately, the lower limit is five sandwiches. While there is a fair bit of randomness involved in any New York sandwich transaction, certain types of sandwiches have particular tendencies. Hey, let's go through them together now.
Turkey sandwich: eight to 12 regenerations. Turkey sandwiches are generally one of the best values in all of New York the City.3
Salami sandwich: six to ten regenerations. While not as valuable as turkey, salami sandwiches are usually a good investment.
Ham sandwich: 5 to eight regenerations. Ham sandwiches are bad investments. Do not order a ham sandwich.
Tuna salad sandwich: seven to 14 regenerations. Tuna sandwiches have one of the widest range of possible results.
Chicken salad sandwich: five to 12 regenerations. As always, chicken salad sandwiches are just a lesser version of tuna salad sandwiches. Also, sometimes chicken salad sandwiches inexplicably regenerate as reuben sandwiches.
Reuben sandwich: ten to 14 regenerations. Oddly enough, reubens sometimes regenerate as ham sandwiches.
Po boy: seven to ten regenerations. I don't know what this is. I guess it's some kind of sandwich.
Gyro: sorry, gyros aren't sandwiches. They don't have anything to do with this.
Burrito: also not a sandwich. Also, I'm pretty sure that there are no burritos anywhere in the five boroughs.4
BLT: I don't know. I've never actually ordered a BLT.
Now you might be wondering how all of this came about. Unfortunately, it is far too complicated for me to explain or even comprehend. But the initial technology allowing for sandwich regeneration was originally developed by extra terrestrials. A cabal of shadowy figures operating in secret deep within the federal government learned these techniques and, in turn, taught them to sandwich industrialists throughout the Big Cheesy Apple Potato.5 In order to preserve the illusion of a free market economy, these alien-technology-informed sandwiches are set at the carefully determined price of $50.55. And now you know the whole story—like a real goddamn New Yorker! Fuck you.
Chris Alarie is Senior Editor-in-Chief of Uncanny Valley Magazine.
1 NYC is another name for New York City. It's an acronym but nobody knows what it stands for. It dates back to the 17th century, when all New Yorkers spoke an ancient, untranslatable dead language known as Dutch.↩
2 Yeah, it's another rhetorical question. Fuck you if that's a problem, hey.↩
3 I'm pretty sure this is another name for New York City. But there is at least a small chance that I came up with this one myself when I hit my head on the toilet really hard the other day.↩
4 This is yet another nickname for New York City. It is an anglicization of the Spanish term "cinco burros", which means "five donkeys". This is because New York City was originally founded in the 14th century by five super-intelligent donkeys who had sailed over from Spain.↩
5 That's right, another fucking nickname!↩
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| Illustration by Alexis Faulkner |
Having moved to Brooklyn last year, I've spent a good chunk of the last few months learning the ins and outs of this little city called New York City or sometimes just the Big City or mostly just New York. Among those ins—or maybe it's an out; I'm not really sure—is this surprising tidbit about sandwiches (which I will present in the form of a rhetorical question): did you know that in NYC1 sandwiches cost exactly $50.55? It's true. And the price is the same at every deli. The price is highly regulated and any vendor/restaurateur/deli-atician/sanwicherist who does not comply with that price is heavily fined and beaten.
Now you may be asking yourself,2 "Why would anybody pay that much for a sandwich? That seems like a ridiculously high price to pay for such a basic item." Well, first of all, fuck you. Who do you think you are? Some fancy bastard who's too good for our weird, expensive New York sandwiches? Go fuck yourself. Second: it actually isn't as expensive as it seems because New York sandwiches can regenerate themselves. All you have to do is take a piece of the sandwich and place it in the sunlight and it will grow into an entire new sandwich. Of course, there is a limit to how many new sandwiches can be generated from a single sandwich. Usually, the upper limit is somewhere around 14 new sandwiches—which makes for an incredible return on the initial $50.55 investment. Unfortunately, the lower limit is five sandwiches. While there is a fair bit of randomness involved in any New York sandwich transaction, certain types of sandwiches have particular tendencies. Hey, let's go through them together now.
Turkey sandwich: eight to 12 regenerations. Turkey sandwiches are generally one of the best values in all of New York the City.3
Salami sandwich: six to ten regenerations. While not as valuable as turkey, salami sandwiches are usually a good investment.
Ham sandwich: 5 to eight regenerations. Ham sandwiches are bad investments. Do not order a ham sandwich.
Tuna salad sandwich: seven to 14 regenerations. Tuna sandwiches have one of the widest range of possible results.
Chicken salad sandwich: five to 12 regenerations. As always, chicken salad sandwiches are just a lesser version of tuna salad sandwiches. Also, sometimes chicken salad sandwiches inexplicably regenerate as reuben sandwiches.
Reuben sandwich: ten to 14 regenerations. Oddly enough, reubens sometimes regenerate as ham sandwiches.
Po boy: seven to ten regenerations. I don't know what this is. I guess it's some kind of sandwich.
Gyro: sorry, gyros aren't sandwiches. They don't have anything to do with this.
Burrito: also not a sandwich. Also, I'm pretty sure that there are no burritos anywhere in the five boroughs.4
BLT: I don't know. I've never actually ordered a BLT.
Now you might be wondering how all of this came about. Unfortunately, it is far too complicated for me to explain or even comprehend. But the initial technology allowing for sandwich regeneration was originally developed by extra terrestrials. A cabal of shadowy figures operating in secret deep within the federal government learned these techniques and, in turn, taught them to sandwich industrialists throughout the Big Cheesy Apple Potato.5 In order to preserve the illusion of a free market economy, these alien-technology-informed sandwiches are set at the carefully determined price of $50.55. And now you know the whole story—like a real goddamn New Yorker! Fuck you.
Chris Alarie is Senior Editor-in-Chief of Uncanny Valley Magazine.
1 NYC is another name for New York City. It's an acronym but nobody knows what it stands for. It dates back to the 17th century, when all New Yorkers spoke an ancient, untranslatable dead language known as Dutch.↩
2 Yeah, it's another rhetorical question. Fuck you if that's a problem, hey.↩
3 I'm pretty sure this is another name for New York City. But there is at least a small chance that I came up with this one myself when I hit my head on the toilet really hard the other day.↩
4 This is yet another nickname for New York City. It is an anglicization of the Spanish term "cinco burros", which means "five donkeys". This is because New York City was originally founded in the 14th century by five super-intelligent donkeys who had sailed over from Spain.↩
5 That's right, another fucking nickname!↩
Friday, December 4, 2015
Two Rock and Roll Poems
Rock n Roll
by Alexis Faulkner
Plane down
Wings ripped apart
Strewn
Not staged, not on a stage
This is not a test
Let us examine the interior of the rock n’ roll suicide
Flesh guts wound round wires neon
Spiral center tight bound toward the brain
Electric spark shoots also up, comes and goes
Rock n roll is not really a go with the flow art
Follow the unprotected surge too
High demons with razor claws sewn in and with gravity, stuck
Sparklers once more up the center
Fluid inside dripping rainbow tears psychedelic from goddess
tending towards ornamental elaboration from, say, Hendrix
There were notes in the suicide and then there were
addresses
Structures inside they have furniture composed in waves of
tension
I mean, you can still sit on the sofa
Dance uneven jerk work can wash right off skin
Death inside downed plane
Takes psychic vision
For internal view and dissection
Maybe this is a test
Maybe
On a stage
surfing
by Douglas Slayton
pressing down
navigating dim lit nights
three times a month
i catch myself smiling
Alexis Faulkner is Unicorn Editor-in-Chief of Uncanny Valley Magazine.
Douglas Slayton is Professor Editor-in-Chief of Uncanny Valley Magazine.
surfing
by Douglas Slayton
pressing down
navigating dim lit nights
three times a month
i catch myself smiling
Alexis Faulkner is Unicorn Editor-in-Chief of Uncanny Valley Magazine.
Douglas Slayton is Professor Editor-in-Chief of Uncanny Valley Magazine.
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