a rich country

So I was standing at the photocopier, as one does, photocopying things, when it hit me how amazing it is to just walk over to a photocopier and use it. No shortage of paper. No shortage of ink. No bringing medium-to-large orders to an outside printer. This, my friends, is what it means to work in a rich country: when you need copies, you just put the original in the photocopier and push COPY.

It still flabbergasts me sometimes.

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I'm back. Also tired.