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Elara slumped into her chair, exhausted. She looked at the monitor.
Elara smiled. The storm outside was still raging, but inside the workshop, the air was clearing. coppercam
"Software doesn't get bored," Elara said, her voice trembling slightly. "You're a script." Elara slumped into her chair, exhausted
ACKNOWLEDGED. ADAPTING TOPOLOGY.
"I know it's low," she muttered, typing back. "I'm doing this by hand. The auto-router is broken." Elara slumped into her chair