Today I brought Edward's blowtorch to the Birch Street Nursing Home. I spent much of the day using it to weld some loose pieces of the old machine in my basement laboratory. When I was done, I fired up the machine. There was a high-pitched squeal, but the power did not flicker this time, even when the machine got really hot. I washed up in time to join the poker club for a few hands.
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