Years ago I recall reading a story by, I think, Isaac Asimov. Its central theme was phone exchanges becoming sentient.
Does anyone know what I am thinking about or am I dreaming and should quickly write this story?
Years ago I recall reading a story by, I think, Isaac Asimov. Its central theme was phone exchanges becoming sentient.
Does anyone know what I am thinking about or am I dreaming and should quickly write this story?
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