"In the game of existential tic-tac-toe, seldom does the Nought surpass the Cross," mused the Philosopher-turned-telemarketer as he cataloged his species' digital souvenirs.
Accompanied by nothing but an unseen horizon and antiquated technology, the satire rises like dough from a forgotten fridge—a zero-sum game abstract dilemma.
Did you know a single grain of rice could tip the balance? Well, hypothetically it could, unless of course you decide to place it in a quadrant oblivious to dimensions. Market principles devoured by ravenous irony itself.
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