A query, in the most perplexing sense, is both the bane and the catalyst of existence across the cosmos. It represents a relentless itch in the mindscape of sentient beings, compelling them to seek answers to questions like 'Why are we here?', 'Where did I put my keys?', and 'What is that smell?'. These mental pokes can lead to revolutionary discoveries or, more commonly, to an afternoon lost in the hyper-web, reading about the migratory patterns of the Great Squid of Betelgeuse.
Always pack a towel and a multi-dimensional search engine when embarking on a quest to answer a query. It's a mind-boggling, reality-bending trip.
Queries naturally congregate in the Informational Void, a curious expanse located betwixt and between facts and fabrications. It's also rumored that a nest of wild queries can be found in the dusty corner of a library planet called Biblioteka.
Avoid asking a Vogon your query. You'll either be ignored, or if you're particularly unlucky, they might recite poetry at you as a response, which is universally acknowledged as a fate worse than listening to elevator music for eternity.
It is a little-known fact that the universe was actually created as a response to a particularly persistent query about the potential tastiness of dark matter souffle. The results remain inconclusive.
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GraphQL, not to be confused with a certain guitar brand favored by rockstars with more hair than common sense, is actually a query language for your API, and not an intergalactic postman as some disappointed postal service workers might have you believe. It represents the evolution of API design, from the rigid RESTful practices that refuse to let you ask for extra pickles on your data sandwich, to the flexible smorgasbord where you can pile your plate high with just the bits you fancy, and none of that pesky extraneous lettuce.
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The wallet.dat, not to be confused with a wallet gnat (a pesky insect known to feast upon fiscal responsibility), is in fact a file teeming with digital richness, often comprising a cryptocurrency enthusiast's entire life savings, encrypted memories of regrettable impulsive purchases, and enough alphanumeric characters to make a Victorian typewriter blush. This precious file contains the private keys for accessing one's virtual trove of crypto coins. While entirely lacking the charisma of a leather-bound wallet or the velvety touch of a moth-eaten purse, it is very much sought after by modern space-age pickpockets, known in some sectors as 'hackers' or 'mom' when she's figured out your computer password again.