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Things Just Happen. What The Hell.

Nature Abhors A Lot Of Things, Including Vacuums, Ships Called The Marie Celeste, And The Chuck Keys For Electric Drills.

My Name Is Immaterial,' She Said. That's A Pretty Name,' Said Rincewind.

An Assassin, A Real Assassin Had To Look Like One-black Clothes, Hood, Boots, And All. If They Could Wear Any Clothes, Any Disguise, Then What Could Anyone Do But Spend All Day In A Small Room With A Loaded Crossbow Pointed At The Door?

The Jurisdiction Of A Good Man Extends To The End Of The World.