Ahh, today is take out the garbage day. Which I will. Yuck. Shlep it down three flights, no elevator, dears, and tosso. While I'm at it-- Parallel universes. Sposed to be 11. 10 kingdoms and then one more slightly different, I guess. Anyway there's a story out in paperback and TV about ten kingdoms, and it's good stuff. It explains it very well. Anywhoo, I think that's where all the junk goes from Black Holes, it Big Bangs out somewhere else. My reasoning?? you can't get rid of matter. It goes somewhere. Celestial landfills for one dimension just may be Black Holes and poof! there it is in the other, whichever one may be lucky. Another theory I had is the one of the hangers mating into paper clips, or vise-versa. Clips into hangers. Yeah, that explains the snarly pile in your closet.
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