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Hang a left at that particularly symmetrical IP address (you know the one I mean), and just continue straight as piss until you can barely make out a large structure—the garage where all the maintenance is done on Google's web spiders—off in the distance. Stop immediately. Shuffle forty-two steps to the right, and urinate on the fire hydrant. Your guide will be along shortly to lead you on the final leg of your journey. Your pass-phrase is; "The fat man walks at midnight." Memorize it. You'll know when to use it.
Good luck, hope to see you there!
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