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Yes, hello, young man. It would seem I am in the market for a new Pop-A-Shot. You see, my previous machine has broken.
What sort of machine am I looking for, you ask? Well, sonny, that's a harder question than you know. The way I see it, a man can grow close to a machine. Closer than he might suspect. One day you're wandering aimlessly, swallowed up by the great expanse of sky around you, trying hard to make some meaning out of life, this place, this man you see before you every day in the mirror, on the movie screen and the like. Well, let me tell you, sonny--to come home to the glorious sound of your Pop-A-Shot machine, blinking and beeping as if to comfort you, console you in your quest for truth ... this does more for me than I think your mind might comprehend.
From MORGAN FREEMAN BUYS A POP-A-SHOT MACHINE.
(Found at brainlog.)
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