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Zen and the Art of Searching for Lost Computer Files

Spend your quarantine digging through your digital attic

The silhouette of a hand pointing out something against a neon background.
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ver the last few weeks, I’ve found myself trying to find things. Sometimes I manage to find them; sometimes I don’t. I found my ice cream maker and my hole punch. I didn’t find the photograph I took when I was around 12 years old of the day the big tree fell down at school.