You would not believe the wonders housed inside the mad god's treasure room. Shelves lined all the walls and in the far corner a great machine hummed, burbled, and fnorked. I tried to put deus back into the machina, but he wouldn't fit. Descartes and Newton had gained a bit of weight and filled most of the interior. Squashed into a little nook, I saw Laplace, who was complaining that he couldn't find his spectacles, because Newton was so corpulent that he blocked all the light that was rightfully his. "He's a great fat modern eclipse," I heard him say as I shut the lid on the machine and set it for spin cycle.
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