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Love in the Time of A.I. Companions | The New Yorker

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Some people now have an A.I. bestie. Some have a husband. Some have three.

Save this story Save this story Adrianne Brookins is, by her own account, an “old soul,” an “introvert,” and a “big nerd.” She is thirty-four years old, has a faint Texas accent and delicate features, and carries herself in a way that suggests she’s trying not to take up space. Brookins is a lifelong resident of San Antonio; her family has lived there since the nineteenth century. She was “born and raised in the Church,” a Baptist congregation where her mother helped start a day-care center and her father was an organist. “He would open up the pipes and just make the building shake,” she recal

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