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The dead pixel in reality. The one things that yanks you back from blissful Nirvana. It breaks the red and white grid, it is the mote in God's eye. | The dead pixel in reality. The one things that yanks you back from blissful Nirvana (Infictive Research does not approve of the usage of the adjective but refrains from editing out of respect for the poetic licese/memetic programme of the research fellow responsible). It breaks the red and white grid, it is the mote in God's eye. | ||
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The dead pixel in reality. The one things that yanks you back from blissful Nirvana (Infictive Research does not approve of the usage of the adjective but refrains from editing out of respect for the poetic licese/memetic programme of the research fellow responsible). It breaks the red and white grid, it is the mote in God's eye.