A few months back, my old elementary school closed for good to move to a new building, and they had a book sale to get rid of some of the older books in the library. I wandered past to see what was still there and I ended up nabbing one of the greatest books of all time: Where’s Waldo. Best $2 I ever spent.
In my younger days, I spent far too much time trying to find the stripey bastard as well as the topless chick (look it up, there’s a topless chick in the book.) Ah, the joys of youth. But, like most nostalgic things, tech is rewriting our history for future generations.
Someone’s built an AI-powered robot that can find Waldo on any page in mere seconds. They’ve ruined Where’s Waldo forever.