Dear Mr. Webster,
I have long admired you from afar. Your wordlist makes my heart go pitter-pat. I dream of our volumes nestled side by side in the darkened library.
With Affection and Anticipation,
BioTech
Dear BioTech,
Although I am indeed deeply flattered, I am afraid it cannot be. In truth, my dear, I am old enough to be your grandfather. It must be said, many of my entries are obsolete, and I would only be holding back a modern young tome such as yourself. Surely you would have your choice of engineering volumes, programming manuals, or physics texts closer to your own age. I understand some of those cutting-edge quantum sciences are quite exciting.
With fond regrets,
Webster 1913
My heart is crushed like the petals of Callirhoe involucrata in a pestle for protein electrophoresis.
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