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Ilmoita käännösongelmasta
I see the eigenvalue in thine eye,
I hear the tender tensor in thy sigh.
Bernoulli would have been content to die
Had he but known such _a-squared cos 2(phi)!
-- Stanislaw Lem, "Cyberiad"
You can grovel with a lover, you can grovel with a friend,
You can grovel with your boss, and it never has to end.
(chorus) Grovel, grovel, grovel, every night and every day,
Grovel, grovel, grovel, in your own peculiar way.
You can grovel in a hallway, y
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⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇⣾⣿⠇⣼⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠟⣛⣉⣅⠹⣿⠄⣭⣭⣙⠛⠿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⡿⢉⣤⡈⠻⢿⣿⣦⣬⣤⣿⣿⠿⠋⣠⣌⠙⢿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⠏⣰⣿⣿⣿⣿⢶⣦⣤⣭⣥⣤⣶⡶⢿⣿⣿⣷⡌⢻⣿⣿
⣿⡏⣸⣿⣿⣿⡿⠁⠈⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇⠄⠄⢹⣿⣿⣿⡌⢿⣿
⣿⠄⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣶⣶⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣶⣶⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⠘⣿
⣿⠄⣿⠻⠿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠿⠟⣿⠄⣿
⣿⡆⢻⣧⠄⠸⠿⠇⠄⠸⢿⣿⠉⠄⠿⠿⠇⢀⣠⢀⣼⡿⢠⣿
⣿⣿⡌⠻⣷⣦⣀⢠⣦⡄⠄⠄⣠⣤⡀⠄⠄⣹⣿⣿⡟⢁⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣦⣈⠻⢿⣿⣿⣷⣶⣶⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠟⣉⣴⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣶⣤⣤⣤⣤⣤⣤⣤⣤⣤⣤⣶⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
Happy Halloween my friend
⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⢀⣤⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠄⠄⢠⣄⡀
⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⢠⣿⣿⣿⠿⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡏⠄⠄⢸⣿⣿⡆
⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⣿⠟⣻⣿⡿⠛⢻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣄⣠⣾⣿⡇
⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⢸⣿⣿⠋⠻⣿⡀⠄⠙⠻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠆
⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⢸⣿⡿⠄⠄⢻⣧⣀⠄⠄⣸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣶⣶⣶⣿⡇
⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠸⣿⣇⠄⠄⣼⣿⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠟⠁
⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⢻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠁⠈⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣯
⠄⠄⠄⠄⣀⣀⣤⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣶⣤⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠿
⠄⠄⠄⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⠁
⠄⠄⠄⠈⢿⣿⡟⠛⠿⣿⣿⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡆
⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠈⠁⠄⠄⠄⠉⠄⠙⠻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠿⠟⠁
⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠈⠉⠛⠿⢟
In a cauldron bubbling, with eyeballs afloat,
A witch makes her potion on an old, creaky boat.
Ghosts waltz through the moonlight, all silly and spry,
While goblins in costumes steal candy—oh my!
With cackles of laughter and shrieks full of glee,
We dance under shadows, wild, bold, and free.
Be yourself—a specter in disguise,
Where courage blooms and freedom flies.
⬛⬛❤️❤️❤️⬛❤️❤️❤️⬛⬛
⬛❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️⬛
⬛❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️⬛
⬛⬛❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️⬛⬛
⬛⬛⬛❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️⬛⬛⬛
⬛⬛⬛⬛❤️❤️❤️⬛⬛⬛⬛
⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛❤️⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛
⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛
⣿⡟⣭⣶⣶⣶⣿⣿⣿⣿⣾⣿⣽⣿⣾⣿⣿⣿⣮⡚⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⡇⣿⣷⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⡼⣿⣿⣿
⣿⡷⢹⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣫⣝⢿⣿⣿⠹⣿⣿
⣿⡏⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠚⣖⢸⣿⠟⣛⣿⣤⣧⣾⣿⣿⣷⢹⣿
⣿⡇⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢿⣿⣿⣾⣿⣿⣷⣸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣯⢷⣿⢸⣿
⣿⣷⢸⣿⣿⣿⣽⢯⣷⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢋⣾⣿
⣿⣿⣧⡫⡿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠋⡉⠅⡉⠍⠛⢋⢡⠠⣐⠄⢻⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣶⣭⣍⢋⣫⠄⢐⢐⠐⡐⠈⠌⡀⡂⡐⢈⣭⣤⢻⣿
⣿⣿⡿⣟⠿⣿⡟⣾⣿⣿⣿⡿⠃⠄⠅⠡⠐⡀⢂⠌⠻⠿⣸⣿
⣿⣿⣷⣝⢗⡝⢡⣿⣿⣿⡉⠁⠡⠨⠠⠁⠅⢂⠂⠌⢐⣼⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⡎⣷⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣶⣄⣄⡁⠌⠨⢀⣂⡅⣿⣿⣿⣿