“Why not?” Za’s arms flapped once. “I mean, have you never done something just… just because? I mean… it’s um… empathy. This is what the locals do, y’know. This is their way out; this is how they escape their place in the glorious imperial machine… and a fucking grand position it is to appreciate its finer points from too… it all makes sense, y’know, Gurgeh; I worked it out.” Za nodded wisely, tapped the side of his head very slowly with one limp finger. “Worked it out,” he repeated. “Think about it; the Culture’s all its…” The same finger made a twirling motion in the air. “… built-in glands;
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