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Jan 2013
Once I was sitting
in a lecture            on the philosophy of art
and a    student       asked    
  why the whiteboard wasn’t
being used.
The lecturer    
  responded           “I don’t have any
    pens”
  And the student  asked
“why
not?”

I don’t think
I was sitting under the same light as the student.
I could see the white board just fine.
Written by
the isolate slow faults  New Zealand
(New Zealand)   
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