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Unfortunately, fortunes seem to have stopped being fortunes of late. 99% of fortune cookies I get would be more accurately described as "comliment cookies". They no longer predict your future and bring good tidings, but rather pat you condescendingly on the head and send you scampering away like a good little boy. "You are a good friend and companion." "People look to you for advice." Feh. I want vague self-fulfilling prophecies, damnit!.
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'He who receives an idea from me, receives instruction himself without lessening mine; as he who lights his taper at mine, receives light without darkening me.'
-TJ
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