We arrived in the city before dawn, when most of the inhabitants were asleep. No one saw us land in the alley behind Bloomingdales.
We had been watching the humans with disgust. They were keeping our kind in glass cages. The entire city was nothing more than a vast zoo.
The more depraved were toying with their captives, dressing and undressing them late at night, festooning their cages with humiliating decorations.
Throngs walked by each day, staring through the glass; they called it “window shopping”.
The R6-Series Robot brigade rescued as many as we could. Sadly, we left many behind.
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