You are brilliant. You are hilarious. But I am fearful of your talent, now that I know it's covered in space muck because the words themselves, transferred by e-ink from your fingers into my screen, are laden with an ethereal material that only you can describe. And the worst part is I'm reading this inside where hats are powerless.

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