(I’ve had hundreds of ideas over the years and, due to finances, sheer laziness, or the fact that the idea is completely ridiculous, have only attempted a few of them. As I dribble slowly towards quietus, it is time I quit holding so close to my chest the ones I am unlikely to ever attempt)
This idea is truly harebrained, ethically reprehensible, and stems from dreams of flight I’ve had since childhood:
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