The commuter train rolled into the station at 07:03 exactly. It was on time despite the pouring autumn rainstorm. Like all trains, it was always on time.
The stop was announced and the doors his open. The automata passengers rose from their seats, gathered their belongings, and formed an orderly queue. A few of the humans standing near the doors had to jump out of the way to avoid them.
Humans were always in the way.
One day, if they proved they were responsible enough, the automata would consider letting them share in the running of the city again.

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