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it is not too late
There is a bar where a bar does not usually go.
In the bar there is a woman, sitting very still in a chair with her eyes closed, not doing much of anything.
In the bar there is a woman, sitting very still in a chair with her eyes closed, not doing much of anything.

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"Sorry. What can't you create?"
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"Yea. I know."
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"What," says the woman.
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She considers for another couple of seconds, then adds, "It is annoying when things are impermanent."
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"Knowledge. That's the word I was looking for earlier. I have a vast amount of extremely complete and detailed knowledge about things that have existed in various universes. There is enough of it that attempting to organize it in any way is extremely tedious. But all the things I have knowledge of are things I could create. The difficulty is in deciding which things to create, in what order, under what conditions, and then finding my knowledge of those things among all the rest."
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At last, "Yes. You have been to a large number of universes, but I have found the first one. My knowledge of it seems complete to the usual degree."
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"Could you bring it back?"
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