A few nights ago I watched someone demo OpenHuman from a folding table in a cramped apartment kitchen. Their laptop was surrounded by the normal sediment of modern technical life. Two half-drunk energy drinks. Browser tabs stacked into microscopic slivers. Discord notifications firing constantly. A local Ollama instance eating RAM in the background like a starving animal. The weird part was not the agent itself. The weird part was how naturally it seemed to inhabit the machine. Not as a chatb...

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