This is a man I didn't know, but cry for nonetheless, because of his powerful words that tie he into me.
His poetry turned him into the Uncle I never had, that took me on a journey through my own land and forced me to see what I did not.
Thank you, Bill.
Posted by Lance | March 9, 2009 10:14 AM
A School District Tried to Help Train Waymos to Stop for School Buses. It
Didn’t Work
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The incidents in Austin raise questions about how self-driving cars “learn”
and adapt to their surroundings.
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