Last week I was trapped in a mechanical keyboard clickscape; an abyss of indecision where I’d communicate with other lost souls by clicking my tongue at them. It was a dark, frightening time, but I’ve managed to escape its clacky clutches. I have been reborn as a tactile person, all thanks to a key-switch tester, or so I believe…
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