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Once you’re good at numbers, like, really good at numbers, the part of you that used to be embarrassed about your mathiness, the part that desperately wanted to pass as cultured and insightful rather than Cummerbund Man, starts to feel downright insulted. Because these numbers aren’t simple, right? They’re vibrant, they’re vivid, they’re weird. They’re hard to believe that anyone but a mathematician could love. When all you want is to disappear into a swarm of numbers, why should they keep telling you they’re only numbers? What part of you is Numbers Guy, and why does it matter?
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