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| It does, actually. But it was never very good at it, anyway, so no loss really. |
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| Scurry scurry scurry. |
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| She can track your progress with the little chip thing they insert under your skin. If she can be bothered. |
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| Damn… she’s right. Eight years I’ve been writing this blog and… oh well. |
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| Thank goodness everyone’s safe. Everyone who matters, anyway. |
