Print your own building...
I'm waiting for the machine that takes my tired old body, sucks out my brains, turns this decrepit body into a mild mousse, extrude a new body, and then using high pressure inject a version of my brains that have been "shaken but not stirred (olive optional)" into the mold and voilà... the new me.
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