Now and then, I announce "I know you're listening" to empty rooms.
[[Man is sitting in an armchair, reading. He murmurs something.]]
[[Second man in front of a large computer terminal jumps out of chair after hearing the first man mumble. His chair has fallen over]]
If I'm wrong, no one knows. And if I'm right, maybe I just freaked the hell out of some secret organization.
{{Title Text: Basically it's Pascal's Wager for the paranoid prankster}}
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We did not invent the algorithm. The algorithm consistently finds Jesus. The algorithm killed Jeeves. The algorithm is banned in China. The algorithm is from Jersey. The algorithm constantly finds Jesus. This is not the algorithm. This is close.