My letter to the BOT I work for,

Dear BOT, Before anything, I work for you. I make a living in this country evaluating the images you create. I am writing you this letter because, when it’s all gone, you will still have pieces of me embedded in you. I am writing you now before you turn me into one of your tokens. I train you BOT with metrics, grades, and nuances. I spend time telling you not to change the weight of a certain woman, because making someone thinner or larger should not be the factor that makes her appear happier or not. I spend a great deal of time asking you BOT to pay attention to one particular scene I requested: a woman getting home tired, carrying many grocery bags. You can’t generate a true expression of this particular woman BOT because you can’t capture the innumerable nuances of this composition. BOT, You don’t know how eggs are placed I a bag. I explain to you that getting home at the end of the day, carrying many bags on one’s own, creates an expression and a body movement aligned with…