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does not compute

My wife had a pretty frustrating time today trying to use my computer to send an email. She is not used to my steam-driven machine, and dislikes having to keep the boiler fired and the mouse fed, as she hates … Continue reading

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conversation

Who else would sit here nodding, pretending to care about whatever comes into my head? I’d like a straw for my juice, please, dear. There was a time I could care less about robots but not any more; now they … Continue reading

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emagic

Somewhere, inside this metal case, a cloud of magic, some of it black, some white, flows by dint of charms and spells and adds “one” almost infinitely. Some wizards have grown rich pretending to control these clouds but, like meteorology, … Continue reading

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