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general observation
Spray on bandages are odd, and I feel like I'm wearing some sort of futuristic healing device.
My drunken-fourth-of-july-fireworks burn that I should be glad is just a burn and not a severed limb did not, as it turns out, instantly heal and regrow skin when I sprayed it on, though.
Almost, but not quite, as dissapointing as the woeful lack of flying cars around here.
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"In the olden days before the internet, you'd take this sort of person for a ride out into the woods and shoot them, as Darwin intended, before he could spawn."--Will the Vampire People Leave the Lobby? pg 79
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