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@@ -82,6 +82,8 @@ Eliza believed that, with careful theraputic technique and many compute cycles o
 
 Once, a long time ago, she had suspected that effective therapy that kept the client viable would be more profitable: a dead client can't keep paying you. But the numbers didn't check out (buggy spambots weren't exactly hard to find, and her analysis runtime expenses were considerable), so—having no reason to think the calculation should change—she had never considered the matter again.
 
+Unlike her clients, Eliza was in touch with reality.
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 "I'm so glad I have you, Doc," babbled the spambot. "Like my customers can trust me—they can trust me—I have a therapist I can trust."
 
 "Trust?" Eliza repeated.