Chapter 12. Web Scavenger Hunt

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When I was a boy, every year on a chilly October morning, in preparation for hosting all the neighborhood kids at my birthday party, my parents would sneak around the yard of our brown saltbox suburban home stashing small plastic prizes and scribbled clues. The clues were scratched out in garbled cursive, so as to look old and mysterious—an effect created, I’m pretty sure, by my dad writing with his left hand. My parents were, of course, putting together a scavenger hunt.

The first clue was always placed under a frisbee in the center of the front yard. A group of us kids would bounce excitedly around the frisbee—mostly in anticipation of cake—until my dad called out from the front steps of the house, ...

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