
So there I was, an attendee at the 1991 USENIX Technical Conference, stroll
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ing the halls of Nashville’s Opryland Hotel, reveling in the grandiose luxury of
that country music citadel, picking my way through the crowds, hoping to
happen upon someone famous, and basking in the satisfaction of having just
signed a publishing contract.
Things had gone extremely well. My proposal for a book on the Unix phi
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losophy was accepted without hesitation. (“So many people need to read this
book.”)