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Over breakfast this a.m. (Apple Jacks and black coffee), I had a chat with my GPT-powered copywriting robot, “B-9?” Turns out he’s spittin’ mad about the “AI-powered” hype machine. Here’s our conversation, word-for-word, straight from the robot’s (and my) mouth… Me:What’s up, “B-9?” Have you noticed how everything seems to be “AI-powered” these days? “B-9?”:Oh,…