The Past Is Only a Prelude
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She knew I knew this stuff—in a way, it was my area of expertise. After all, it was my livelihood.
A year ago, I had mentioned to her that I wanted a new CPU. Not because I expected a gift, but because her attention toward me had been so unpredictable. I wanted a subtle way to prove my place in her life.
At the time, she had snapped impatiently, "You've been out of college for two years! Stop thinking about games all day. Focus on working hard!"
I had carefully explained the difference between CPUs and graphics cards—gaming relied more on the GPU, but for my work, CPU priority came first. She hadn't listened.
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