Aug 21, 2026
1982, final high school year before university. We were commanded by the teacher to complete our own books with whatever information we could get, . I took it literally, dissasembled the book, added entire addendums, chapters, notes, the book grew accordingly.
My qualifications were the highest in the class; never copy/paste was so productive for me, and would never be electronically later, ever.
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Will never forget that book and the sense of pride it gave me.





