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"When I was very young," says Adam Arkin, thinking back to the 1970s and his childhood in New York City, "I used to get up early in the morning and go rooting through the neighbors' trash, looking for mechanical items, or things like old calculators with those Nixie-tube displays—stuff with cool electronic widgets and readouts. I'd bring them back to my room, and over time I'd build these massive things I called 'machines.' There was always this feeling that everything was fitting together in some fashion. continued...
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