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Shooting Challenge: Prisms

Your 11-year-old self appears at your office. He or she takes a look at what you've become—some desk-jockey with yesterday's Panera Bread crumbs on their cheek, some dystopian deformity of the 11-year-old who built their own time machine just to come see you. He or she doesn't cry, but you can tell, they're quite…

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