The exact same robot as in the reference image — same valve-radio-cabinet head shape, same two big round amber glass eyes, same speaker-grille mouth, same round chest window with glowing orange vacuum tubes, same body proportions — but twenty-five years younger: brand new and polished, the steel gleaming, the cream enamel paint flawless and glossy, brass rivets shining, no dents, no rust, no patches. He wears an expensive tailored navy three-piece suit, crisp white shirt, silk tie, gold cufflinks, polished oxford shoes, confident upright posture. Full body, standing on a busy Wall Street trading floor in 2007 among human traders in shirtsleeves, walls of screens with green numbers behind him. Photoreal cinematic 35mm film still, film grain.
