You can worry about global gorming, or my weed spray, or earthquakes, but this is your most likely fate. Crushed in a little convertible sports car under a truck. Or at least it was crushed to the size of a sports car. They were just standing around with a stretcher nearby. No great hurry.
My camera mount slipped down. It is the most jury-rigged thing ever, and I keep adjusting it.
I put this at half-speed.
Update: I can't find this in the news. 'Right to be forgotten'.
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