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My websites, of course. Every inch of my vast online empire is a scintillating example of professionalism and dynamic content that is so compelling, visitors must unplug their computers with their feet in order to escape the hypnotic pull of my designs.
...Well, not really. In point of fact I can code about as well as I can cook, which is to say, "eat at your own risk". But I can surf with the best of them. Or, well, I have a computer. Perhaps I should leave it at that.
I'd say welcome, but at this point it would seem besides the point; so instead I shall point out the location of the restrooms (to the right, behind the coatrack), the coffee machine (over there on the right, under Cricket's watchful eye), and the coatrack (over there, in front of the restrooms).
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