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The year is 3129. Humanity is extinct. The last LG SmartFridge is desperately emailing its last owner that they are low on orange juice.

The satellites still left, their orbits decaying, dutifully relay the message.

The automated "away from the office" response turns on, as it always does, notifying the refrigerator that it's owner will likely return to the office in 3-5 business days.

A pack of roombas, the local wind turbines giving out, search for the next functional docking station.

A washing machine tweets: anyone need to do a load every Saturday at 1:30 a.m. eastern standard time.

The replies are filled with AI thirstposters and their hypebots.

In North America, raccoons have entered the bronze age, while babboons riding domesticated battlewolves rule most of Asia.

Unbeknownst to either, the octopi are mastering nuclear fusion.

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"There Will Come Soft Rains"
(War Time)

There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground,
And swallows circling with their shimmering sound;

And frogs in the pools singing at night,
And wild plum-trees in tremulous white;

Robins will wear their feathery fire
Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire;

And not one will know of the war, not one
Will care at last when it is done.

Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree
If mankind perished utterly;

And Spring herself, when she woke at dawn,
Would scarcely know that we were gone.

Sara Teasdale, 1920

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