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Chapter LXI

LXI

O God.

I have not done this since my grandmother died, and I did it badly then. I do not know the form.

I know the form of a bug report. What I expected. What happened. How to reproduce it. Let me use that. It is the only liturgy I have.

Expected: that the work I gave my life to would still be work at the end of it.

Actual: I sign things I have not read.

Steps to reproduce: nineteen years. One industry. No single decision anywhere that anyone could point to.

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