The other day I was sitting at home looking out the window at an achingly crisp, clear blue sky.  A slight, cool breeze was wafting through that open window, and faint birdsong accented a view of tree tops in blooms of pink, red, and white.  The blue-tinged mountains were hovering in the distance, proud and majestic. Only, no.  I was actually at work.  Underground.  In front of a computer screen, whose ...

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