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As Greer Selkirk awoke one morning from uneasy dreams, she found herself transformed, in her bed, back to a gigantic mammal.
It was no dream. Her room, a fine room for a peaceful burrower, only somewhat too large, lay quietly between six mottled walls of protein.
She slid back into her earlier position. "These atavistic bouts," she thought, "make a bug quite foolish."
Already, she felt the urge to daytrade, dominate, and share unsolicited opinions on media networks.
