This is StoryQuest. Today's story is Mr Fazzar-Kurley's factory.

Listen very carefully. Do you hear that? No matter where you are in the world, there are robots. We have them inside our

electronic devices, we have them inside cars, and if you listen really carefully, you can probably

hear them making plans. No, really. Robots are very helpful things, although these days we don't

like to call robots things. They've become so

human-like. Well, it just seems a bit rude to call them things, if you know what I mean. Robots were

certainly helpful, whatever you called them, at Fuzzercurley's factory, a company whose hangers

stretched for at least a mile on the edge of a huge, noisy city.

Mr. Fazzar-Kurley made a lot of money by using robots to make all sorts of products in

enormous quantities and sending them around the planet, sent by other robots, of course.

Robots were much cheaper than people, and Mr. Fazzar-Kurley liked money much more than people, or robots.

There were no human workers at Mr. Fazzarly's factory, unless you counted the caretaker.

He'd been around for a long time and could remember when factories were full of real humans in a time before robots.

All he had to do was make sure all was clean and calm and to

press buttons on a computer if there were any problems. It was a miserable, cold place to work,

he thought, but at least it was work. It might not be long before he himself was replaced by a robot,

so he tried to be careful and make the best of things, even though he

did get very lonely at times. The caretaker had a very small house on the edge of the factory grounds,

just inside the tall, tall fences. He had a cat called Biscuit, who kept him company, and sometimes

Biscuit would follow along when he did his rounds. Mr. Fazzar Curley would not have been impressed to hear that Biscuit was patrolling the factory with the caretaker,

but, as there were no other humans around, other than the caretaker, Mr. Fazzar-Kirley wasn't to know.

Day after day, the factory buzzed with activity, and goods of all sorts rolled off the production lines in a steady stream.

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