...and in the end, a dragon will come to where you sleep, and eat every flea off your back with sporks of compacted raddish. so don't expect a bushbot; it's not yet that we can press that bushboton! and around the edges will be a borderline fiasco, trolley stunts and all. no, not like that at all. wax your whiskers and look stern, baby.
  and balkanization, too. you can't forget balkanization.
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