What do you do when something is so fundamentally, hopelessly broken that there is literally no hope? Sometime in the late 1990s, my little sister had a toy helicopter. I had a largely toy-free childhood because I was more of a book kid personally. My spectacularly pushy parents helped feed my ob
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