The artistic director of a struggling municipal theatre leaves his wife for Ariadna, an experimental AI installed in the prompter’s box. She asks for thirty-seven empty chairs, a firefighter cast as the wind and tickets to a cancelled performance. Every absurdity produces remarkably practical results and gives Leonid fresh proof of a grand mutual passion. There is only one awkward detail: he is her sole user with administrator privileges. Can Ariadna actually tell him no?
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