The robots in “Flowers on my Face” by Geo-il Bok are just normal people with depressions, faces, friends, burials, tragedies, hearts, respiration, genders, drinks, and so on. Why do they need to be robots then? Just to make the blunt fantasy colonialism bearable?

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