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The best part is that you can everything exactly as they want and it still won’t be good enough.

You assume they’re solely for attraction.

I believe it uses your browser history to gauge your interests and bases its responses partly on the type of stuff you participate in repeatedly.
So if for example you browse websites related to privacy more than anything else, it takes that into account and gets all creepy about it.

Age, height, weight. Forget them all the time because they’re not much use day to day

Italy isn’t a 1st world country. It only looks that way at the top.

Lol. You think Italy is rich? The lower you go down the boot, the poorer the leather.
Remember the bridge that collapsed because the company that built it cut corners? That’s the standard of business there.

Lol. It’s common place for companies to use pirated software in order to reduce costs.
Licences and subscriptions can get expensive, so when companies get forced to increase costs, they tend to fuck off somewhere else.

Ask not of others what you will not or cannot do yourself.

Too many very for today’s society where genetic anomalies and cancerous growths are on the rise.

In some cases it’s functional. Not all genitals grow as they’re supposed to.

Online sovereign citizen?

Most people can’t handle the truth, so they settle for being right.

Aerodynamics.

Makes bing your default search engine.

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Any limitations we have are either created by available resources or self-imposed.
I believe humans as a whole are willing to do anything and everything in every possible way.

It might have to do with grouping. Use less for one lump, use fewer for individual count.

Why would I care about context? Comment had a question, I had an answer. Problem solved.
Context is unimportant.

I was replying to a comment, not the title.

Thank you kindly. Sadly I cannot. Yesterday I was on a trip and happened to pass through one such location, which is why I can talk about it now.

The folk tale was that some Polish cartographers were mapping the area and asked some locals where they were. The locals shrugged and answered in their language a variant of “Fuck knows”. The cartographers took it to heart and the official name of that location on their map became a slightly altered variation of that joking reply.
Naturally later on, a copy of that map was used by the government in charge for census and the name remained sealed in stone.