Yesterday I went to a museum that contained, in its displays about ‘the 1900s’:
The computer I learned to program on.
The first PC I owned.
The washing machine that was in the house I rented as a second-year undergrad.
I am officially old now.
The computer I learned to program on.
The first PC I owned.
The washing machine that was in the house I rented as a second-year undergrad.
I am officially old now.
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