I assign stars to the Shire.
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No, wait, it wouldn't work.
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Okay, I assign the stars back to the heavens, where they belong. They're much prettier to look at from there. And if I did assign them to the Shire, they'd probably consume the land in a horrific explosion of compressed protons and annihilated electron-positron pairs.
Then, I'll assign gazing at more stars because some people forgot to open the streetlights to your street to the Shire.
Much better, yes?