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Wow, it's just a text...
 
Mathemat:
Wow, it's just a text...

miracles...
 


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Abzasc:
"The children were disappearing. They melted away gradually, like thick smoke dispersing in the wind, like the image in a crooked mirror wavering. They walked away holding hands, and Paradin could not see where...
A crumpled piece of paper fell at his feet. He picked it up automatically and began to read the incomprehensible scrawl:
Clock - fat tovos.
And jikaly, and jakaly in the exodus.
All tenali borogovi.
And gouko whittled ovodi.
- Children. Where are you? Don't hide..." (c) Kuttner
 
 
 
I've always envied people who can draw those pretty little things, whatever they're called.
 

From BashOrg:

xxx: went to draw up a contract with Necropolis ltd today. suggested they change the wording "general director" to "supreme lich".

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x: freelancers suck, they can write for a month that everything is alright, and then disappear with the ends. they should rent an office and keep everyone there.
y: well, i knew a great programmer b who got up from behind his desk, said "be right back" and after a month he appeared in icq from irkutsk. as it turned out - he suddenly realised he needed to talk to a shaman and went.