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Umlauts make me cry / diacritics make me die / es-tsets I can deal with / along with thorn and edh / but, lord only knows / umlauts make me cry
“Scrape forth such slogans from the vehicle of your soul, dear Excel - lest you belch fumes of pretense beneath a chromed and vulgar piety.” –Il Palazz