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This is a personal project by @dellsystem. I built this to help me retain information from the books I'm reading.

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perhaps he was still working on his screenplays

Robert went on to explain how his set of metrics offered an accurate picture of whether the people who opened their phones to use our app were happy. I nodded along, not caring what he did, thinking instead of his profile on the internal wiki, which I’d scanned on the way to the meeting. He graduat…

—p.165 Please Report Your Bug Here by Josh Riedel
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who did the prep work for services like his?

“Too bad,” the vaguely familiar guy said. “We’re throwing a shindig at Franklin’s. Let me know if you change your mind.” I didn’t place him until he stepped off the bus: my study partner in the only computer science class I ever took. It was impossible to escape Stanford in San Francisco. I searche…

—p.158 by Josh Riedel
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she published the sharpest takes

Vanessa Liao knew more about the Corporation than most of the people who worked there. She published the sharpest takes on the Corporation’s latest moves, since she’d known the news sometimes weeks in advance. Allie called her the Apple of reporters—not the first, but always the one with the most e…

—p.155 by Josh Riedel
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a sommelier described a wine as angular and acidic

My sister and her husband were staying in the city en route from Napa to Santa Monica for their delayed honeymoon. Cat suggested we meet at a wine bar near their hotel, off Market. I descended the stairs into a sleek, dimly lit cellar. Waiters delivered plates of cheese and charcuterie. A sommelier…

—p.142 by Josh Riedel
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but it wasn’t nothing

Noma turned to the car, idling out front. The passenger window came down, and Soren stuck his head out. “Beware the tyranny of petty things,” he shouted as the car pulled away. Noma laughed.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It’s nothing,” she said. But it wasn’t nothing: it was something Sore…

—p.123 by Josh Riedel