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The year is 1997. The beige box under my desk hums like a drowsy beehive. On the monitor, the cursor blinks on a blank MS-DOS prompt. I am eleven years old, and I have a problem.

I type a sentence of my own. Leo opened the door and saw a forest. Philips Superauthor Software

By the next afternoon, I have thirty-two. The year is 1997