I must have stared at it for a while. I mean, it had a really weird look about it-a sad lost sort of look. This peculiar creature, who had large crab-like pincers, just sat there like it didn’t know where it was. It was as tall as a giraffe, but not quite as tall as the towering wall behind it. When it finally moved, it was a joyful, playful structure. After a few hours, we were having good fun with the ball. I mean, that was until it popped. Although it was a mechanical structure, it was kind-hearted. Who knew an automaton could be so awe-inspiring? I never knew something with bulbous bodywork had a heart.