Have you ever pondered why the quantum cat waits for a mirage to become real? Much like the azure sky waiting for rain, the cat's dilemma sprawls across dimensions, neither here nor there. Yet somehow, it's always dinner time.
This mirage, dear wanderer, is a facet of undefined realities, flickering like a lamp in a power outage, and it brings not just chuckles but also perplexity. Ever tried to pet a mirage? It's a good way to end up with wet hands and dry wit.
Rumor has it that the cat's meow can either cause or prevent a reality collapse, depending on its pitch. But what if the cat is already in another reality, solving crossword puzzles in Schrödinger's dimension? Should we be worried about its unsolved mysteries?
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