Frustrated, she took the remote control's batteries and replaced them. Still, nothing.

"This thing is busted..." and she sank in the sofa. I gotta watch it, she's talking to herself.

"Ermmm, try plugging it in." Her father looked up from his books.

She plugged it in. They chuckled and watched.
"The advantage of a bad memory is that one enjoys several times the same good things for the first time."  ~Friedrich Nietzsche


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