We have the world's most ambivalent printer. And it is black. It grinds its wheels, and clicks and whirs for what feels like minutes, and finally pulls in a sheet of paper, pushes it out and pulls it in again before it finally finally finally prints. We named it Hamlet. And of course it has needed a Yorick. So I finished today's circle and stuck it to Hamlet the printer.
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Perhaps it will behave like a normal printer now? Doesn’t sticking Yorick to it sort of exorcize the demon out, as it were?