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pop pop dash pop
I love the absurdity of this device. It's a fully functioning popcorn machine with an embedded server that translates the pops into Morse code and then speaks the message in a soothing, computerized voice. It's all gibberish of course, but maybe if you pop enough corn, you'll recreate Hamlet or something. I suppose it's cheaper than a million monkeys and a million typewriters.
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