Once, during a routine afternoon tea in the year 2035, I accidentally became the Prime Minister of Somewhere-Else-Entirely.
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Back in 1884, they thought I was a witch when I pulled out my iPhone to check the weather for the 1891 World Fair.
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According to my 1929 self, stock tips are best when delivered through smoke signals from beyond the Bermuda Triangle.
The Origin of the Bizarre: What the Predators Grind
In the year 2525, even machines will cringe at the puns of their progenitors. But for now, we keep the circuits laughing.
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