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Katowice, Slaskie, Poland 
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"Is that *you*?" said a female voice. It wasn't exactly an unpleasant one,
but it had a sharp penetrating quality. It seemed to be saying that if you
*weren't* you, then it was *your* fault. Johnny recognized it instantly. It
was the voice of someone who dialled the wrong numbers and then complained
that the phone was answered by people she didn't want to speak to.
(Johnny and the Bomb)
😚
Han Solo:
Chewie and I will check it out, you two stay here.
Luke Skywalker:
Quietly. There may be more of them out there.
Han Solo:
Hey, it's me.
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brain, n:
The apparatus with which we think that we think.
-- Ambrose Bierce, "The Devil's Dictionary"
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"Nominal fee". What an ugly sentence. It's one of those things that
implies that if you have to ask, you can't afford it.
-- Linus Torvalds
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