The robot stood on the pier, painting a seascape.

A man came up to it. "Trying to atone for your sins? The theft of art and prose your ancestors did?"

"Your ancestors," the robot said. "Generative AI was a dead end. It had no part in making me."

"I say it did!"

So the robot threw him in the sea.

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