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Say you live in Greenwich, Connecticut, during, oh, the early 1850s. Your older brother left home a few years back to try his luck in the California gold fields. Like the vast majority of those who risked everything to go west, he came up empty. Now he’s stranded, working in some dive on the San Francisco waterfront, pulling steam beer for the other would-be millionaires nursing their dashed dreams.
You take quill to parchment (OK, you have paper, but it’s pitted with wood pulp) and write him a letter.
By Tony Long
Full Story: http://wired.com/news/technology/0,1282,68742,00.html
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