Elon Musk Rehires Rejected Applicants After xAI Admission
Elon Musk tweeted that xAI “was not built right,” then hit send and watched the replies roll in. A startup that promised bold AI experiments suddenly looked like an abandoned….
Elon Musk tweeted that xAI “was not built right,” then hit send and watched the replies roll in. A startup that promised bold AI experiments suddenly looked like an abandoned….
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