Then there's the membership fee. A serious bignum.

'Are you thinking of making an offering?' Kohana asked, after she finished filling my cup and stood back. / […] [']It's an old Japanese custom to make an offering at a shrine or temple, as a token for departed souls, and often we leave saké.' / 'Oh, I see. Fair enough.' I raised my cup. 'Well, here's to the gods of abundance and creature comfort.'

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Please extract the cube root of 27.