Unorder is a sign of the unordered mind. Anyone who has ever visited me would nod knowingly at this point, jumping over the laundry basket, trying not to trip over any books. Alas, all chaos falls to extropy at last. The apartment is clean, yes! I swear to this, and even all of my books are actually in shelves. But what is this proliferation of
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