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There she was: Bunny. She was the most coveted next‑generation action figure of the moment. I paid the clerk, took the magnetic box, and hurried home. On the living room table, I lifted the glass lid. Bunny stood exactly 25 centimeters tall. I carefully held her in my hands and gasped: the material of her body didn’t feel like plastic, but real skin—soft and warm to the touch. “System initializing,” a synthetic voice whispered as I pressed the power button on her back. Bunny’s tiny synthetic eyes glowed with a blue light. The figurine first moved its fingers, then its wrists, with astonishingly natural fluidity. She turned toward me, sat down on the edge of the box, and swung her straight legs.