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The quandary is whether to allow this discovery as to Fractelle's search methodology to remain uncommitted to cyberspace, to allow this veritable amethyst, this purple jewel of diligent detective discovery, to possibly forever escape notice within the OLO firmament, or not. An immensely stressful situation. (Note to self: always be prepared to take Fraccers absolutely literally in future, especially with respect to inverted commos. Winning in debate to her is everthing.)
As at many such times, training and inculcated discipline take over. The body reacts automatically. Fingers type. Words appear upon the page in meaningful comprehensible order. The electronic page before me tells me what I think. The truth comes out before my eyes!
The times they have been a changin'! I wade through shards of shattered glass ceiling, stunned by the change to the built environment that I see. I look down and see that I have been cut by glass so sharp there was no pain when it happened. (Mental note: I must put some antiseptic on that cut soon.) The implications of the decline in publication of 'sexy magazines for men' in just six days from 149 to 132 titles, coupled with the 25% increase in titles of 'sexy magazines for women' in the same period, is indicative of the rapidity of the change. More evidence for global warming, I suppose.
Here and there amidst the debris lie the broken bodies of some of the vanguard of the SS, the Seiling Shatterers, distinguishable by their black armbands. The wounded, unknowing of the outcome that has been achieved, cast about for someone to blame for their condition: for all their one-time fearsomeness, it is impossible not to feel some pity for their plight. Imagine fighting, and winning, in such a battle to find that the building itself has been condemned, is unsustainable.
I gaze upon the scene.
Unbelieving, I search for explanation.
I question whether in the use of her search result statistics Fractelle has committed a breach of online trust. Could she have been tr......? I stop myself. Mustn't use the 'T' word.