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The window disappeared.

At 8:00 AM, the IBM executives filed in, wearing starched white shirts and skeptical frowns. Tandy Trower stood by the PC. "Gentlemen," he said, "welcome to the future of personal computing. No typing required." first windows software

A long silence. Then Lowe said, "Do it again." The window disappeared

Scott rubbed his eyes. He hadn't slept in 36 hours. He looked at the pizza box on his desk (pepperoni, cold), then at the framed photo of his newborn daughter. He was missing her first steps to build a window she would one day take for granted. "Gentlemen," he said, "welcome to the future of

A palette appeared. Black, Blue, Green, Cyan, Red, Magenta, Brown, White, Gray. He clicked "Blue."

Scott, watching from the doorway, his face gray with exhaustion but his eyes lit with triumph, whispered to himself: "We just taught an IBM suit to trust a pixel."

He then moved the mouse, trembling slightly, to the top-right corner. He clicked the Close box.