There would be no Star Trek unless there were transporter malfunctions.

Full fathom five thy father lies; Of his bones are coral made; Those are pearls that were his eyes: Nothing of him that doth fade, But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange. Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell: Ding-dong  Hark! now I hear them,—Ding-dong, bell.

Almost everything The Beatles did was great, and it&#39;s hard to improve on. They were our Bach. The way to get around it may be to keep it as simple as possible.

Written By Ridley Pearson

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