[LPW# 190] Sleepy Edition

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My sister chugged a bottle of the sweet kind of cough syrup when she was two and she had to get a tube shoved through her nose and into her stomach to pump it out.
 
My older brother doesn't have a social life, but he doesn't mind much because of his optimism.
 
I was making a cup of coffee, I pressed a button, and the machine caught on fire. We have to find the cause of the defect and take measures to prevent its recurrence.
 
We are going to a Chinese restaurant to celebrate grandpa's 60th birthday on Sunday.
 
I bought these rain boots at an unbelievably low price, but they aren't waterproof.
 
Have the police found any clues regarding the mystery of the vanishing bacon?
 
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A given mission, mechanical assault, manufactured devotion.
Red eyes, an upside-down form. Even the twisted shape was made to be that way.
No matter how cruel the slaughter, worse than a demon's,
or how gentle the kindness, greater than an angel's,
a machine has neither will nor madness—only code, and a few bugs.
So why, then, does it feel so unbearably sad?
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