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```sh
git clone git@github.com:mitjafelicijan/dotfiles.git ~/.dotfiles
cd ~/.dotfiles && stow .
```
Unga Bunga woke up before the sun, as he always did, scratching his head with a
stick he was fairly sure used to be someone else’s idea.
The cave was quiet. Too quiet.
“Hmm,” said Unga Bunga, a man of deep and thoughtful vocabulary.
He stepped outside and immediately noticed something was wrong. The big rock he
liked to sit on… was gone.
“Bunga?” he called.
From behind a bush, his friend Bunga appeared, holding the rock.
“I move rock,” said Bunga proudly.
“Why move rock?” Unga Bunga asked.
“Feel like it.”
Unga Bunga considered this. It was, unfortunately, a very strong argument.
He nodded. “Good reason.”
They both stood there for a moment, staring at the rock in its new, objectively
worse location.
“Now what?” asked Bunga.
Unga Bunga picked up a slightly smaller rock.
“We move this one too.”
Bunga grinned. “Unga bunga.”
And so, civilization began.
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