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by alumic
644 days ago
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And yet he walked around belonging to a fraternity of men whose work stands the test of time. I’d never considered the kinship a mason might feel, taking up the work of restoring or repairing the work of a predecessor who may have died hundreds of years before. |
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I wish I could feel that kinship with the programmer who wrote the code that I now have to maintain and extend, who quit and got a job writing spaghetti somewhere else.