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Except for that last thing, which is non sequitur ...
You haven't heard the story of the border guard and the old man? Every day a man approaches a border crossing with his bicycle and goods. He is searched and allowed to cross. Although no contraband is ever found, the guard is always suspicious that something is not right. After many years, it is the guard's day of retirement. He confides in the man that it is his last day on the job and he no longer cares in an official capacity, he just wishes to know what the man was smuggling. The man looks around and quietly replies "bicycles"
It's an admonition that the obvious choice is often not the correct one