A tweenbot is a humble little wheeled creature, clothed in cardboard with a magic marker smile, set traveling in a straight line on the sidewalks of a city, with its destination written clearly on a paper tag. Strangers with some inevitability point them in the right direction until they get to where they’re going.

I have no idea what to make of this — if it moves by itself, our loving but pathetic little brains assume it has a desire? — but it makes me happy.

[Tags: robots intentionality kindness_of_strangers urban_mysteries ]