When I was a kid and my Mom asked me what it is that I had built, I would go into a long-winded explanation looking for some hint of understanding or approval. Usually it started with confusion and ended 40 minutes later with frustration. The lesson is…if you don’t know what it is…it is probably best not to ask.
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