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Contortionist

You might think that I'm a contortionist, but you'd be wrong. I don't have the agility for it. Even so, you might wonder why in the world I'm sitting slouched down on the sofa with one leg curled up under me, while the other is stretched out across the floor and my head is tipped sideways and slightly upward. You also might wonder why one of my hands is raised up over my head while my other hand is stretched up over the sofa's arm to hold my laptop at a thirty degree angle as it dangles precariously over the edge of nothing.

I'm not a contortionist, but a guy will do what a guy has to do to connect to the wireless network two houses down.

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