Phones - not to be mistaken with the archaic 'telephones' - are now universal devices capable of accessing the entirety of the known (and unknown) cosmos' knowledge, entertainment, and occasionally, each other. Marvels of miniature engineering, they've been known to cause bouts of screen-induced hypnosis and the peculiar belief that one's opinions are of paramount importance to the entire galaxy.
When journeying through the cosmos, always ensure your phone is equipped with the Sub-Etha signal booster. Service can be spotty near black holes and in the pockets of dimensionally transcendent beings.
Phones can be discovered in virtually any galactic alleyway, e-commerce site, or nesting in the pouches of the Lesser Spotted Phone Snatcher of Betelgeuse.
Avoid allowing your phone to fall into a black hole, as it tends to disagree with them, and the resulting data roaming charges are astronomical. Also, beware of the 'autocorrect' feature, which has been the downfall of many civilizations due to unfortunate miscommunications.
A known fun fact is that the average lifeform in the universe spends 13.8 zeta-seconds per day staring at their phone screen, which is coincidentally the exact amount of time it takes for a photon to decide it's had enough of being a particle and becomes a wave.
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FTP SyncJSON, a term you might encounter when traversing the more technical plains of the galaxy, is not, as one might assume, a new dance craze involving elaborate finger tapping patterns. Rather, it's a process by which files, particularly those of the JSON (Jolly Synchronized Omniscient Notations) variety, are transferred and synchronized between different computer systems, typically over FTP (Flippantly Transmitted Protocols). It's like a cosmic ballet, where data pirouettes around the digital expanse with the grace of a three-legged Hrung disaster trying to ice-skate.
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Sloti, the universe's answer to the question nobody asked. A creature so inconspicuously inconsequential, it can go unnoticed for millennia in a crowd of two. Its primary characteristic is its sheer lack of characteristics. A Sloti is neither tall nor short, neither dark nor light, and neither particularly interesting nor utterly dull. They are the middle ground of intergalactic fauna, so average that they've won awards for their mediocrity. The one thing that sets them apart is their remarkable ability to blend in with furniture. Many a weary hitchhiker has mistaken a Sloti for a comfortable chair, much to the surprise (and often embarrassment) of both parties.