Today in a campus coffee shop, I saw a guy sitting at a nearby table staring dimly into space, glassy-eyed, seemingly transfixed on some elusive mental operation incomprehensible to anyone else. I wondered vaguely what was the cause of his dazed expression. And then I saw it: held loosely in his open palms was a book of sudoku puzzles.
I'm with you, man, I'm with you.
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