Nothing this week has made me happier than learning that naked mole rats have different dialects by which they distinguish colony-mates from strangers, inculcated by nurture rather than coded by nature—and that these dialects are set by the queen of each colony. Since naked mole rats fight violently when their greeting chirps are answered in an alien tongue, I feel I am waiting now to see if they evolve interpreters. Also I am afraid I am intrigued but also extremely entertained by the idea of a unique song that only the naked mole rat queen sings while in the bathroom. "That, for example, is something that we have no idea what it means, but is a really cool direction that we want to look into in the future."
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- 1: Can you see me? I'm waiting for the right time
- 2: There's nothing here but echoes
- 3: If I'm hoping, then I'm hoping for the frost
- 4: There's no boat to take me where all the stars go to cross the water
- 5: Once you know it's a dream, it can't hurt
- 6: All the ghosts, some old, some new
- 7: The wind is blowing the planes around
- 8: Let the lights run like rivers all over my skin
- 9: I am bound to these shores, I'll be bound till the end
- 10: Wish everyone could hear when she sings
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