I was immobilized by a severe variety of the flu for three days. It feels like I’m recovering now, but my fingers are numb and disobedient as I’m trying to type. In the meantime, my feverish mind yielded a few brilliant ideas, as far as its assessment went, but they are all gone, or will be soon, with the virus.

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