See the sea
Cumulus
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All of a sudden the whole world rocks with cosmic hilarity, the sea and sky broken into distortion patterns by the overpressure of many titanic guffaws. The black ship pitches crazily. You fall head-over-Keds to the deck. Hattie meanwhile scrambles up the mainmast. "What exactly is so funny here?" she yells at the heavens.
"YOU," says the Chief Executive Sky God, manifesting himself in a bank of snowy cumulus. "WHAT MAKES YOU THINK YOU CAN FIND ANYTHING WORTH FINDING IN THIS ILL-ASSORTED OCEAN, O DAUGHTER OF PUNY CONSUMERS?"
"That's for me to find out," the seagoing enchantress says.
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What's so funny?
Consumers
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