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“Who would want an airborne hotel?” a board member protested. The rest of the board exchanged dark meaningful glances, knowing instantly who among them would be the first human sacrifice made in honor of the impossible machine. They were not altogether sure how they had arrived at the idea that vehicular innovation required blood offerings, but it seemed necessary and natural now, or beyond discrediting at least, and besides, the ceremonial knife cabinet was right there.
