When I was a starving college student, I used to spend a lot of weekends in the massive campus library, which held millions of volumes of long-forgotten lore. One night, as I was wandering through the maze of stacks on the 11th floor, I suddenly stopped and, for no reason that I was aware of, reached up and pulled down a book from the top shelf, opened it, and discovered a fifty dollar bill that someone had been using as a bookmark. So, everyone, start fishing through those musty old tomes at your local library - the mind works in bizzare directions.
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