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Tech Dyslexia Clouds cement and fall: unraveling paper map's rain of dusty boundaries and allergenic particles on web cam pixels. Can I go to the nurse? cries in high pitched waves, stopping with one tsunamic No. Why is that paper so blue? Sky, it's a map of the earth. Is that why my eyes are blue?
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