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“Yo, man,” Vincent looked up at Sharif. “How is it that you always have the fine shorties hanging out at your crib?”

I get my marching orders directly from the president.

Web 3.0 does not yet exist, but it shines forth in online cooperation. […] Web 3.0 technologies like wikis are not only communicative, but also cooperative.