Dr. Aris had smiled thinly. "It jams."
On day three, the Jam 9000 printed a page of pure black, then another, then a third, each one progressively hotter until the third burst into flames. The fire suppression system doused it. The printer, undamaged, displayed: . kyocera jam 9000
There was no paper. Instead, the Jam 9000 had produced a single, perfect, three-inch-long paperclip, woven from what looked like melted-down printer chassis and his own forgotten coffee stirrer. then a third