You are not a usual occurrence.

The extreme pressure required by the typing machine caused heats in excess of 500 Celsius. Huge steam clouds billowed out from where the piston pipes pushed keys down on the oversized metal typewriter. They made the words formed that had been calculated by a tricky mechanical writer. It read words at the same time that it coded the new ones to be typed into a story. It was all automatic, and all built on genuine steam engine parts.

I checked a small part of the device for proper oiling and found no mistakes. It would type up a storm in the evening, just in time for my date. A woman was coming, a fine one. She socialized in very high circles normally. I wanted to oil her tooter, if you know what I meant. But I was not a usual occurrence. A steam roboticist, in a world of steam engines and power blocks... Indeed, she was in for something amazing tonight.