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Unknown origin.

The specific configuration/image of her brain's neural network was highly attractive. It was interesting to sit there and learn that not everyone in this world is boring as hell. This woman was extraordinary without doubt, but how does one even begin to define what extraordinary really is for them personally?

Shortly after her departure from the palace, flashbacks started occurring and curiosity rapidly rising. How did she acquire all that knowledge, and how much of it is actually accessible and interpretable and translatable into words? How much of the content is actually physically deliverable to me from her through the air molecule vibrations via her vocal cords, and deliverable information is actually understandable by me? How much of the understandable is saveable by my brain, and how much of the saveable is accessible by me and for how long? How much of the retrievable is then re-interpretable by me, and how much of the re-interpretable is re-communicable by my own mouth? How much of the re-communicable is properly interpretable back to her original message, and how much of the interpretable is actually recognizable by her to be the original message? Once confirmed by her that the data have indeed successfully reached the destination (me, you, them), how does she decide what actions to perform next?

Too many questions are left unanswered. The answers are very likely to be simple, but are yet unknown.