I'm the one who keeps a drama and a dread of natural things, so it's not so silly that where I'll end is the point where I begin. I'll stay straight for awhile to figure out the Great Machine, and you'll live by yourself with me right there in the room, unseen. But then I'll come back with the math intact! It will be tough but I'll be one up: you might be a million, but I know what you'll be soon enough.
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