A soul is an ineffable thing. It cannot be seen or smelled, but your senses detect evidence that it exists. A smile, a sob, a kinesthetic or verbal tic, a way of walking, the peculiarly human brightness in someone’s eyes.
We’re not androids, all of these things come together to say. We are not manufactured things. We are organic and singular. We are human.
Or at least pretending to be them.
The material prepared by Tochi Onyebuchi, for TORCOM.
The host is Matthew Holland.
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