You're in a living room, walking along in the shag carpet, when all of a sudden you look down and see a roomba, rolling towards you. you reach down and flip the roomba onto its back. The roomba lays on its back, its belly bared to the cold, indifferent ceiling, spinning its wheels trying to turn itself over but it can't. Not without your help. But you're not helping. There's no question to answer; screw those snitching surveillance robots, Leon.
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