Many strange tales are told late at night, in engineering departments, by the eerie glow of cathode-ray tubes, but none so strange as those of the Space Police. These entities of superhuman strength are capable of making partitions move to distant corners of the building, and arranging chairs and tables in strange geometrical patterns, reminiscent of the mysterious crop circles in English cornfields. Many years ago, a project manager at a large telecommunications company related such a tale to me. It still gives me chills to think of it.
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