It's 7:39 AM in New Mexico, U.S.A..
I'm most definitely not clicking on the links.
Nope. Not gonna.
Dad sends me good advice about unrelated matters. "...get your fingers out and start imagining. Think safe and watch each other's backs..." It's fantastic and a welcome change from the deluge of code flowing in and out of my correspondence. With no distractions and everyone else asleep, I power through work, uninterruptable, unstoppable, a machine of efficiency- ---
Did trading start?
Still not clicking. No way. My middle name is "nuh-uh."
Type, type, type! Working! I'll make it! Yes. Hyperlink ... so ... shiny.
Okay, maybe just one.
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