Ran late on the North Field, meaning Val again asked me if I'm doing another 10,000. I told him I never understood that stuff about orders of magnitude. Then I did fifty billion laps.
There once was a runner named Mark
Who created this blog on a lark
Its topic depends
But it only subtends
One tenth of a second of arc
Ran late on the North Field, meaning Val again asked me if I'm doing another 10,000. I told him I never understood that stuff about orders of magnitude. Then I did fifty billion laps.
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