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Rippling.

"D.C. may not be a creative city, but I, a pretentious and annoying flake, got twelve RSVPs to my shoebox apartment for twelve poets to get drunk on absinthe and recite poetry on a Tuesday night, with only a week’s notice. The game was on."

"I had resolved to give up smoking today. Then I woke up and remembered the existence of AI. I have now resolved to smoke more." —@alexanderfayne

"Oh, by the way, there’s going to be a crisis in helium. Sound’s not like a big deal, until you notice that helium is essential to the production of superconductors. 30% of it also passes through the Strait of Hormuz."