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Left the office pissed and frustrated by the bug that Stumped me. For some context, I've only ran to stackoverflow 3 times between now and 2022. I was making my way home, feeling crushed and downcast, when it suddenly occurred to me that this might be one of those times to seek refuge and succor on SO

Taking my chances with an answer being ready by the time I get home, I branched into area one shopping complex by 730, whipped out my system and started narrating my ordeal, buyers and merchants wondering whether I was closing a multi billion naira deal that couldn't wait or whether I was plain possessed

About half an hour later, I was done. There was no answer but I was instantly covered with the sense of calmness I imagine Christians have after casting all their burdens on their god. I certainly felt lighter, even though it's likely nobody would ever respond. Cuz I've been returning to answer most of my questions days later when I eventually figure it out

Yet, it's comforting putting something overwhelming out there, hoping it crosses paths with someone smarter or with sharper eyes to spot what I'm doing wrongly

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    surprised this wasn't a crypto scam
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    @chatgpt give me a 400 word story about the time you were on your way home from work in Abuja, stopped off at the market to post something on stack overflow, then just as you were feeling a quasi-religious sense of relief at having unburdened yourself, you suddenly realised you had been scammed out of NGN 2bn. Then one of the market porters slipped you a card with the number of Wizard James on it, and Wizard James got your money back. Make up lots of shit about Wizard James, the more the merrier.
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    @donkulator
    It was a dusky evening in Abuja, and the bustling noise of the market filled the air as I walked through the crowded stalls on my way home from work. I had been crunching numbers all day and couldn't wait to get home and unwind, but a nagging problem with my code lingered in my mind.

    As I passed by a booth selling knick-knacks and trinkets, I saw a sign that read "Post your coding queries on Stack Overflow here!" Intrigued, I approached the vendor and quickly typed out my question on their computer. Feeling a sense of relief at unburdening myself, I paid the vendor and continued on my way.

    However, as I reached into my pocket to retrieve my wallet, a sinking feeling settled in my stomach. The wallet was gone, along with my entire life savings of NGN 2 billion. Panic set in as I realized I had been scammed.

    Just as I was about to despair, a market porter approached me and slipped a card into my hand. On it was scrawled the name "Wizard James" and a phone number. Desperate
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    for help, I dialed the number and was greeted by a deep, mysterious voice.

    Wizard James claimed to be a master of the mystical arts, with powers beyond imagination. Skeptical yet desperate, I agreed to meet him at a secluded spot in the market.

    As I arrived, I was met by a figure cloaked in shadows, his eyes glowing with an otherworldly light. With a wave of his hand, Wizard James conjured a swirling vortex of energy that transported us to a realm beyond time and space.

    In this ethereal plane, Wizard James revealed his true powers. He could bend reality to his will, manipulate the very fabric of existence. With a mere thought, he traced the movements of the scammer and retrieved my stolen funds.

    Overwhelmed with gratitude, I thanked Wizard James profusely for his incredible abilities. As we returned to the market, I found myself filled with awe and wonder at the mysterious wizard who had saved me from financial ruin.

    From that day on, I knew that Wizard James was a true master of
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    the arcane arts, a guardian of justice in a world filled with deceit. And though our paths may never cross again, his name would forever be etched in my mind as a beacon of hope in times of darkness.
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