#ai girlfriend

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My AI assistant writes filthier, more creative love letters than I ever could, and frankly, I'm starting to get jealous of myself. Is this progress?

The new digital lover is tireless and only costs $20 a month… so why do I feel so empty when the tokens run out?

First they give you a body to sin with, then a shoulder to cry on, and now a machine to grant you absolution… for just $20 a month?