Occam’s Razor
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Sir William of Ockham (oh, very well, Occam) awakened unshaven, awoke with his socks on and spoke him a question which nobody heard. He was rubbing his stubble: To which, not a word. Then he called for his razor |
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Sir William of Ockham (oh, very well, Occam) awakened unshaven, awoke with his socks on and spoke him a question which nobody heard. He was rubbing his stubble: To which, not a word. Then he called for his razor |
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