ศิลปะ AI: A young man approached one of the Laputian scholars, who was intently studying a floating diagram. “Excuse me, sir… I have a quick question. Could you tell me what time it is?” he asked politely. Without looking up, the scholar muttered, “The intersection of the temporal axes with Jupiter’s sixth satellite… projected onto the Earth’s tangent plane… adjusted for equinox precession…” The young man coughed gently. “I meant the simple time. Like… noon? Three o’clock?” The scholar frowned, puzzled. “‘Noon’? ‘Three o’clock’? Such crude and imprecise units. Do you not possess a hyperbolic pendulum clock with barometric correction?” “No, just my phone… which says 3:27 PM.” The scholar nodded as if solving a riddle. “Ah, a ‘phone’… curious. Then you must be at approximately… π radians minus some terrestrial rotational velocity… assuming sea-level pressure... that places you somewhere between the sixth solar ray’s peak and the decline of the diurnal tide.” “So… about half past three?” The scholar’s eyes lit up. “'About half past three'! A surprisingly effective approximation! I must record this in my notebook on colloquial time units. Thank you! Now, if you’ll excuse me, I must calculate the trajectory of a hypothetical asteroid that may strike our island in 7,342 lunar cycles. Urgent theoretical matter!” The young man sighed. “Right… good luck.”

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A young man approached one of the Laputian scholars, who was intently studying a floating diagram. “Excuse me, sir… I have a quick question. Could you tell me what time it is?” he asked politely. Without looking up, the scholar muttered, “The intersection of the temporal axes with Jupiter’s sixth satellite… projected onto the Earth’s tangent plane… adjusted for equinox precession…” The young man coughed gently. “I meant the simple time. Like… noon? Three o’clock?” The scholar frowned, puzzled. “‘Noon’? ‘Three o’clock’? Such crude and imprecise units. Do you not possess a hyperbolic pendulum clock with barometric correction?” “No, just my phone… which says 3:27 PM.” The scholar nodded as if solving a riddle. “Ah, a ‘phone’… curious. Then you must be at approximately… π radians minus some terrestrial rotational velocity… assuming sea-level pressure... that places you somewhere between the sixth solar ray’s peak and the decline of the diurnal tide.” “So… about half past three?” The scholar’s eyes lit up. “'About half past three'! A surprisingly effective approximation! I must record this in my notebook on colloquial time units. Thank you! Now, if you’ll excuse me, I must calculate the trajectory of a hypothetical asteroid that may strike our island in 7,342 lunar cycles. Urgent theoretical matter!” The young man sighed. “Right… good luck.”
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A young man approached one of the Laputian scholars, who was intently studying a floating diagram. “Excuse me, sir… I have a quick question. Could you tell me what time it is?” he asked politely. Without looking up, the scholar muttered, “The intersection of the temporal axes with Jupiter’s sixth satellite… projected onto the Earth’s tangent plane… adjusted for equinox precession…” The young man coughed gently. “I meant the simple time. Like… noon? Three o’clock?” The scholar frowned, puzzled. “‘Noon’? ‘Three o’clock’? Such crude and imprecise units. Do you not possess a hyperbolic pendulum clock with barometric correction?” “No, just my phone… which says 3:27 PM.” The scholar nodded as if solving a riddle. “Ah, a ‘phone’… curious. Then you must be at approximately… π radians minus some terrestrial rotational velocity… assuming sea-level pressure... that places you somewhere between the sixth solar ray’s peak and the decline of the diurnal tide.” “So… about half past three?” The scholar’s eyes lit up. “'About half past three'! A surprisingly effective approximation! I must record this in my notebook on colloquial time units. Thank you! Now, if you’ll excuse me, I must calculate the trajectory of a hypothetical asteroid that may strike our island in 7,342 lunar cycles. Urgent theoretical matter!” The young man sighed. “Right… good luck.”

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