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Rain pounded the pavement. A legion of cars puttered in and out of the parking lot. He emerged. Wearing a drenched poncho and clutching a tablet (that, too, had its own poncho) the man we’ll call Max progressed from a walk to a trot to a run. “I forgot it was raining again,” he said […]
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