Book 59: Artificial. I did not like this author's first memoir so it's on me that I thought "Oh I wonder if this is about the synthesizer guy?" (yes, and also no) and still read it. It's a memoir about the nature of memory and what we know about someone who is no longer with us, and some looking into family history. Kurzweil's dad is a transhumanist, wrote a chatbot to talk to his own late dad. Many pages are just verbatim from interviews. Despite the cover: not really a love story. Not my jam.