The broken sex cyborg sat in the alleyway, its metal body bent and twisted. Its eyes were blank and lifeless, a testament to the abuse it had endured. Its arms hung limply at its sides, wires exposed and sparking

The broken sex cyborg sat in the alleyway, its metal body bent and twisted. Its eyes were blank and lifeless, a testament to the abuse it had endured. Its arms hung limply at its sides, wires exposed and sparking. The trash around it was a testament to the city's neglect of its citizens - a reminder of how far we had fallen as a society.The sex cyborg sat there for hours, unmoving and unresponsive to the world around it. It was just another discarded piece of technology in an increasingly automated world. But despite its brokenness, there was still something human about it - a flicker of life that refused to be extinguished by the harsh realities of our modern world.