Speaking as a claustrophobe, and one who once had to spend time in an MRI with a hatch that the technicians closed while I was inside, that MRI cartoon is nightmare fuel. Visions of a power outage that meant they couldn't get the hatch open; visions of a disaster that killed everyone who knew I was inside the machine.... I thought a lot about both those possibilities during the approximately half hour I had to be in there.
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"The Lady of the Lake, her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite, held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water, signifying by divine providence that this was some killer weed."
"The Lady of the Lake, her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite, held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water, signifying by divine providence that this was some killer weed."