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Alphabet Soup - L

You look like a little box on the table. If I didn't know precisely what you were, I'd probably pass you off as a piece of industrial machinery, or a component to an ancient computer. I suppose you could be, in certain forms.

Since I was a kid, I've always wanted one just like you. Though, in the cartoons, you looked more like a rifle. You weren't used to etch, or judge distance, or cutting things. Come to think of it, what are you used for? I know what I would use you for . . . blowing up spaceships or something, but exactly what is an industrial strength laser used for these days?

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