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I want you to know that I still love you...even thought I could get you killed. That's just the way things are. I'm not interested in the power or the fame. I just want to oil the gears of the mighty republic.
I want to see the machine work like Jefferson would have wanted it to work. I want to refine its fine motors, its small gears and ball-and-socket joints so that after my funeral in the National Cathedral I can rest easy because someone else will keep the oil on them joints for a good many generations before I have to reincarnate and save my ass again.
That's why karma doesn't work. Someone has to do the dirty work. And it's best if you're experienced.
I want to see the machine work like Jefferson would have wanted it to work. I want to refine its fine motors, its small gears and ball-and-socket joints so that after my funeral in the National Cathedral I can rest easy because someone else will keep the oil on them joints for a good many generations before I have to reincarnate and save my ass again.
That's why karma doesn't work. Someone has to do the dirty work. And it's best if you're experienced.