It didn’t happen often, so it was always fascinating when an algorithm became distracted. Everything would be fine; the machines could be crunching along and processing input like any other day when they suddenly lurched like a turntable skipping a record.

That would be enough; the algorithm would slowly rattle off on a tangent. It would take hours before they regained their composure and focused back on their original task.

Use the comments to complete the following, “When I stop going there, I will be ____.”

A photo of a large sculpture depicting the derailment of a decision tree, conceptual art, abstract, bauhaus, Eames, Robert Irwin, Tom Sachs, James Tur


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