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It's the end of the night, the sun's coming up and you're down to your last Sol. You see an image of frothy mouthed kittens exploding out of a tornado and you just hit the button and slam closed the laptop. You'll see the dust in the morning and frankly, you're on your 3rd crashout in as many evenings, but maybe this time will be different.