Once upon a digital stream, a note was penned with such quantum finesse, entangled in the fabric of irony and satire. "Observe the observer," it read, while simultaneously questioning the existential plight of Schrödinger's Cat and its disdain for boxed living.
Observation was the key, they said, unlocking doors that have never been closed, or were they? In another parallel universe, the locksmith was also an amateur poet, whose keys danced to the rhythm of the Heisenberg Uncertainty Principle.
As you read, ponder why the universe prefers a donut shape instead of a linear trajectory. Perhaps it secretly wishes to binge on its own cosmic sprinkles.
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