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Seconds later … I slapped the Big Red Button
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Sliced with whatever improvements have transpired during the last four years
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Peeled off the remnants, buffed up the brass, and mushed on another coat
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They’ll get a decent burial somewhere
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Whereupon dmesg becomes all quiet and (mostly) meaningful
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Mary says he waved back, so it’s all good
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A relative of the tiny turtle
The Smell of Molten Projects in the Morning 