America's postal system is a sort of negative lootbox where 99.9% of items are trash but the other 0.1% are special quest items that if not promptly handled result in crippling debts or your arrest.
Body count is not something I ask about when dating. After we’re married I’ll just treat her dexterity as unspoken backstory, like a monk who seems familiar with the blade
Worst case scenario we can just make a new strait. Shouldn't take long once we unleash the productivity boosting powers of AI. Maybe a day or two at most.