"Once upon a time..."
Of course, the stories always start like that. They start with a lovely princess with a tragic curse or a poor peasant who comes across magic that could change their life.
This story does not start like that.
"Les was fucked."
That's how this story started, and it...
Here I am!
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Isaiah Elmer was never on time. For anything. And on Tuesday, October 12 - the day that could make or break his future in robotics and programming - he was running over an hour late. When his droopy eyelids slowly opened, revealing his large hazel eyes, he groggily pulled his torso off his desk...