My man Robot Tom is immune to your petty human weapons. Clubs, bullets, and knives mean nothing to him. Behold as he takes over the world, one puny island at a time.
Seriously tho, if this guy is indicative if the NYFD, I'm NEVER pickin a fight with a firefighter again.
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"Whoever you are, go out into the evening,
leaving your room, of which you know each bit;
your house is the last before the infinite,
whoever you are."
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