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I Couldn’t See Much, So I Sprang From My Sheets, And Scurried To See What Was Disturbing Our Peace. I Expected To Spy A Crashed Chinese Balloon, Or Linda Yaccarino, Loud Excuses Anew. But What To My Marketer’s Eyes Did Appear, Pixels Resembling Elon Musk With A Beard.