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It was a long time before anyone spoke. Out of the corner of his eye Phouchg could see the sea of tense expectant faces down in the square outside. "We're going to get lynched, aren't we?" he whispered. "It was a tough assignment," said Deep Thought mildly. "Forty-two!" yellwed Loonquawl. "Is that all you've got to show for seven and a half million years' work?" "I checked it very thoroughly, said the computer, "and that quite definitely is the answer. I think the problem, to be quite honest with you, is that you've never actually known what the question is."~Douglas AdamsSource: The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy
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