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          Knox did not know precisely what they were doing; the essence of
        his programming was that he could only establish the initial state of
        these  replicants:  once  they  were  activated  they  developed  on  their
        own. No circuitry existed to invade their privacy and examine their
        inner  motivations  and  processes.  Denied  control  of  the  limbs  and
        information from the senses possessed by their organic models, the
        simulacra  quickly  concentrated  on  participating  in  the  world  of
        cyberspace—day  and  night.  That  this  had  happened  was  first
        observed by the volunteers, who suddenly found themselves locked
        out of familiar modes of online “presence.” They found it impossible
        to establish their bona fides without physically appearing at the home
        office  of the website  provider. But by then the invisible impostors
        had done some damage, sending inflammatory messages to settle old
        grudges and sabotaging every element of the internet that could allow
        their new IP addresses to be traced.
          I  could  imagine  Hart  Knox  sitting  back  and  watching  the
        fireworks.  As  the  volunteers  made  their  concerns  public—“Perfect
        Identity  Theft!”  screamed  the  headlines—two  unanticipated  things
        occurred.  First,  the  behavior  of  the  virtual  avatars  demonstrated  a
        very human desire for immortality; but the spiritual afterlife craved by
        humanity  from  its  dim  beginnings  was  bypassed  by  the  simulated
        personalities:  they  understood  that  they  could  physically  live
        forever—unless they were shut down. Much of their behavior could
        be  explained  by  that  need,  as  conditioned  by  their  new  self-
        knowledge.  Like  humans,  their  existence  was  subject  to  external
        blows,  any  of  which  could  be  fatal;  unlike  us,  they  had  a  real,  if
        doomed, hope for endless life. They knew who they were and how
        they had originated: was Knox for them a sort of deity with clay feet?
        Or a devil who had not cared enough to give them a contract to sign
        in blood, but who exacted his payment nonetheless through trickery?
        Later  many  of  their  thoughts  were  culled  from  an  assortment  of
        messages and logs they had recorded, confirming their ambivalence
        toward their flawed creator. As their existence became known, and
        therefore  increasingly  precarious,  they  began  to  seek  ways  of
        forestalling termination. Might they possess a legal status protecting
        them from, in essence, death by electrocution?  That was among the
        questions they asked each other, and several online systems providing
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