April 26, 2002
Quantum Reflections
Among my favorite childhood outings were little weekend trips to my dad's office. It was in one of those monstrous 1960ish architectural behemoths -- a lost generation of science buildings, all cinderblock and charmless, unconsciously ironic winks at the bunkers and fallout shelters their physics had helped make necessary. But within those blunt facades, all was magic.
Seemingly endless hallways were lined with clues -- pictures of Rube Goldberg-esque machinery, charts and diagrams,
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