human
The Chicago mail-plane, just getting in, he commented.
gpt
In half an hour, the Paris plane starts from the Cortlandt Street aero-tower. And beyond Paris lies Constantinople; and beyond that, Arabia--the East! Men are going out that way, tonight! And I--stick here like an old, done relic, cooped in _Niss'rosh_--imprisoned in this steel and glass cage of my own making!
human
Number, please?