A sprint, but longer. A short break, a deep breath. Hazy sky, some conversations briefly into unrelated topics but not too deep to not lose the context of the hours. Construction site noises making windowpanes shiver and sing. A printer back to complaining, most likely about lack of paper or too much paper in the wrong places and somehow it feels quite what's expected from a hostile machine. (Also: Non-deterministic systems. Complex environments and the boundaries of artificial magic. Surprisingly surprised. Back into that loop again.)

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