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Wednesday, February 10, 2021

MapCrunch

Be transported instantaneously to some random place on the planet via the dark thaumaturgy of Google Street. I rather like it, but then I have a strange hobby. (You there! Wipe that smirk from your face immediately!) I like to get drunkenly (stop it, I said) and then drop into a random spot on Google Maps and commence to wander aimlessly. I call it... well, I don't call it anything. Because it's just getting drunk and wandering around on Google maps. Only now I can do it automagically, without even the minimal effort of picking my own random spot. Progress, that is.

Energize, Scotty.

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