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building, let alone a meeting with the CEO.”
“You checked the digital records,” I said. “The ones you uploaded in 1995 when you digitized the archives. When you moved to the new systems.”
“So?”
“So,” I said, unzipping my bag slowly, deliberately, “you forgot that things existed before computers, Mr. Thorne. Ink exists. Paper exists. Memory exists.”
I pulled continue reading …
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