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We don't do it for the love, people, but it's nice to have our labor recognized. It's hard work, delivering wisdom from the end of a shovel.
Hydra appears to be rebooting a number of old threads, long-forgotten by me, and I'm slightly mortified to read my own responses; I seemed so much smarter then—I'd never think to say anything half so clever these days. In fact, I think I'm crushing on my younger self. Which is rather Sunset Boulevard, I guess. |
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