Last Thanksgiving I was with friends and we cooked a stuffed turkey.  Unbeknownst to them, I stuck a copy of Echo in the bird.  As they were eating, a strange blue glow of quantum tech, zen themes, and cyber ninjas emanated off their food and infused them with light.  A year later, they all make billions of dollars, have eight-packs, and their reproductive organs are the exact shape and size they’ve always wanted.

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