Nehar walked me through each stage with soft serenity, her lilting Indian voice soothing my frayed nerves. Finally, after half an hour of verbal guidance, she could do no more for me. It was time for us to join minds and become one.
"Are you sure it's alright?" she asked.
"Yes," I replied.
She was silent for moment, then it began. A connection linked between us, and things began to move without me telling them to--Nehar was in control now. She darted through my deepest secrets and explored my inner sanctums, deftly changing and rearranging all my errors and brokenness, and when she was finished, MY PRINTER DRIVERS WORKED JUST FINE!


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