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An n-dimensional hypervolume.

Hutchinson, G. (1957) Concluding remarks. *Cold Spring Harbor Symposia on Quantitative Biology*, 22, 415–427.

Davan stuck his tongue out. Jilli shook her head. He checked himself all over, feeling his arms and legs and head. Then he felt between his legs. He looked up at Jilli, anguished.
"C'mon," she sighed. "Let's go see the Witch." (3/3) #wss366

"Cursed? What kind of curse?"
"It varies," Jilli said.
"How serious are they?"
"I knew a girl once whose tongue turned green."
"Ugh. What did she do?"
"Nothing. It kept men from hitting on her." (2/3) #wss366

"No! Don't!" yelled Jilli, but it was too late.
"What?" asked Davan, brushing the dead insect off his shoulder.
"Now you've done it," Jilli said. "That was a #curse fly."
"A curse fly?"
"Yeah. If you swat them, you get cursed." (1/3) #wss366

After breakfast, Revin escorted Momo to the salon where she was holding her public meetings.
"Lady Vallon," a page announced. Revin stood to the right of Her Majesty. Lady Vallon was impeccably turned out in a dark suit and #modest hat. Momo didn't mince any words.
"My Chief of Staff recommends you for Interim Governor. Do you accept?"
"By your grace, Your Majesty," Lady Vallon said with a curtsy. #wss366 from Devishire!

Qyestion of the Day: Are they *Uma Musumes*? Or *Umas Mumume*?

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Curtiss considered who might else might attend, trying to balance the service he might offer versus the risk of involving her in his checkered past. He coughed discretely.
"Are you certain, Milady? You know nothing of me."
She looked up at him and smiled. "I know enough, Milord." (2/2) #wss366

"Might I beg of you a favor, Milord?"
"What would you have me do, Milady?"
She looked down for a moment, then looked up again.
"It is expected that I attend a ball this evening and, being new to the city, I have no-one to accompany me. Would you do me the favor of escorting me?" (1/2) #wss366

I wonder how many people get the reference… #bsd

"Twelve are right on," Fugu said. "But the left diquadratic optimization is point four off."
The Chief smiled. "It sounds like you nailed it."
"But why won't it accept the changes?"
"I haven't added you to '#wheel' yet. Gimme a sec…" He tapped at the keyboard. "There. Try now." (3/3) #wss366

"Mmm," the Chief said, without looking up.
"I've recalibrated the drive crystal settings, but the system won't accept my changes."
The Chief looked up.
"Did you calculate the checksums?"
"Yes," Fugu said, confidently.
"And did they all match?"
"They're all within spec."
"How close?" (2/3) #wss366

The Puffer was enroute to the jump point with fresh supplies and new staff. Fugu, the new drive engineer, went across the drive bay to the Chief's office.
The Chief was behind his desk tapping away at his keyboard.
Fugu waited. When the Chief didn't say anything, he said, "Hey, Chief?" (1/3) #wss366

Jennifer Weiner, writing for the New York Times, describes a glaring omission in the coverage of the Epstein files. But I describe another. https://stevendbrewer.com/another-glaring-omission/ #uspol

Content warning:tasty food

Pepper pork with sushi rice.

"Hey, Tanuki-chan! Are you ready?"

"WOOF!"

#DogsOfMastodon

She rolled over and watched as a thin stream of smoke rose in a #spiral above the bowl of her pipe. Then she closed her eyes and let sleep take her. (4/4) #wss366

Her eyes stared at the ceiling as it came in and out of focus. Knots in the woodgrain took on the shapes of faces: people she had known, monsters she had seen, and places she had visited, both in body and in spirit. (3/4) #wss366

Her mind exploded with a rush of color and sound. She took another puff and another. Then she set the pipe on her bedstand and laid down while she exhaled. Her thoughts emptied out as her consciousness began to sail through a dark and formless void. (2/4) #wss366

After the other witches left, Gretchen went into her bedroom and got a pinch of her special mix from the jar on the back shelf. She sat on the edge of her bed while she loaded her pipe and tamped it down. Then she lit the mixture and inhaled. (1/4) #wss366