``` ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ duality. (noun). 1. the quality or condition of being dual. 2. (mathematics) the property of two theorems, expressions, etc., being dual to each other. 3. (physics) the quantum-mechanical property of being regardable as both a wave and a particle. 4. an instance of opposition or contrast between two concepts or two aspects of something; a dualism. Example: 음. (romaja: eum). A korean word meaning sound[1] or shade[2]. [Footnote 1: Dual to 意 (meaning).] [Footnote 2: Dual to 陽 (sun).] ~Some stuff I mostly just copy/pasted from somewhere, lol. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ == = [⁻¹]======== ========== == ===== ======= Protecting Your Member(s)======== ===========　An act of 厶martyrdəm 　== = ============== == === As a protective measure, in the interest of the group's continued (non-)existence, all member quotations both literal and paraphrased that might (/have) placed any member(s) in legal jeopardy (should their real identit(y/ies) happen ever to be discovered on the basis of any hints (un/)intentionally provided in the book) have been attributed to the group's founder. As such, any legal repurcussions resulting from the fictional stories related herein are to be directed toward said founder himself, who is alone responsible for all i*(llicit+mmoral) acts in the nonexistent history that follows, even those in which he was actually totally not involved because he was somewhere else at the time, probably working. And by working I mean crying. Cuz that's what he usually does when he isn't at Stonewall. Although to be fair sometime--- whatever, fuck this, you know what I mean. Just a routine disclaimer or whatever, you know the drill. [Footnote -1: Honestly I wrote this part awhile ago, and like it sort of made sense back before everything changed, but it doesn't really fit anymore. And I'm kinda emotionally attached to it despite its current irrelevance (which yes, as much as I'm reluctant to admit it, is in no small part because of the dick joke in the title). But I should probably just cut it out in the interest of the whole thing about "killing your darlings" or whatever (which admittedly sounds kinda violent but I just mean the phrase in its capacity as a metaphor for how you should edit your own writing ruthlessly or else it'll just ultimately end up being shit; like the thing that writing expert type people always say). Anyways, whatever, forget this part. I'll probably just cut all this out. Plus what the hell is the point of disclaiming anything here I mean this is all just fiction I'm writing to procrastinate from my dissertation anyways, and even if it wasn't fiction at all its not like it would matter in the grand scheme of things anyway. So like regardless of the truth of the matter, either way: who fucking cares, just think whatever you want. I'm fine with it either way and I promise I won't be mad or whatever. Okay I'm done now. Sorry for the verbosity. I think the reason I yammer on like this is because of mathematics. Like I mean I did my old university-ish training type stuff in mathematics, and it was great, but as a side effect I always feel like I need to explain things really precisely. And precision is good and all but in practice (like, with prose and stuff) it just leads to me yammering on in circles like this and never being confident that I've actually made a point even long after I should have just shut the fuck up. Sorry. I'm kinda new to this whole writing thing. And like sure I wrote another book before this, but outside of the very unusual universe of writing about mathematics I basically have no fucking idea what I'm doing, so please forgive the occasional yammering. (Hah okay jesus fucking christ just shut up already. Sorry again, lol.) Anyways, here goes whatever comes next, I guess.] ```