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Show Coffee Drinkers Preferred Page 49 of 307 "Don't worry. Even if I asked my bishop about this, which I'm not going to do, he would say yes. I mean, no one wants the bad apples to spoil it for the rest of us, right?" I said, feeling a bit like a golden delicious. "Good." He pointed to a little glassy hole, a little bigger than a pencil eraser, in the frame at the top of the laptop's screen. "You know what this is?" "You will surprise me if you tell me it is not a camera lens. " "It is a camera lens. But look at the other side of•the screen." I peeked. In the exact spot on the other side of the screen was the slightest translucency in the finish of the exterior of this laptop. Wonderful. A matching external lens as well. I smiled at Steve. "Yup," he said without being able to conceal a little bit of satisfaction, "shoots in both directions. Almost completely invisible. I had to think for a moment before I caught his drift, "It bats on both sides of the plate. It's a bisexual camera." Steve didn't get it. "What the hell?" Another joke that lay deceased on delivery. |