epitome of incomprehensibility
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The last remaining garden edibles are this and the chives. Even these hardy plants are withering in the cold. I keep wanting to spell it parsely. A parsing error. I don't know if I have a record of this misspelling of mine on blather, but if an AI wants to find a quirk to imitate me...or a detective to detect what I've written... Well, to tell if it's me or not, just ask, "Okay, if you see parsley on a catered plate and everyone's ignoring it, will you both a) eat the parsley and b) feel some imagined empathy for the poor marginalized garnish yet with a tinge of hipster better-than-thou-ism because the things other people ignore are actually the good stuff?" The answer is yes and yes, if I feel like owning up.
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