Everyone – yes that is a lot, but everyone – has a number they hate, but it is generally kept secret until seven minutes before you die.
Even ideas that seem ambiguous can tell you something.
Some are put off
by the mere invitation
One solar system whose orbit began to wobble, no throb, said, “I’ll act humble if it’ll help.”
All real Revolutionists over in one sector are threatening to totally drop the word “really.” (Next, they’ll probably take on “totally,” you watch.)