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Linus Torvalds

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Toto, I don't think we're talking white-socks-and-sandals any more.
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Torvalds (2011-03-01). pearls before swine. Retrieved on 2011-03-01.
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Torvalds contemplating his appearance at a Oscar Party.

 
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