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But the margin for error is razor thin.

The android knows how to navigate the planet’s threats—exploding spike plants, acid-spitting eels, literal razor grass—so Dek reluctantly teams up with her to find his quarry.

They were stuffed with electric razors, cigarette lighters, stockings, lipstick, perfume, and one set of false teeth.

I don’t have a theory for Mr. Roberts’s motive, although I am partial to the principle known as Hanlon’s razor: Don’t attribute to malice what you can explain by stupidity.

Studying assassinations is indeed like “running a razor blade down the history of international politics: the cut is narrow, but long and deep.”