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“The r e is an old joke, which may not be a gr e a t joke but is a deep me t aphor for ma thema t i c s : A man walking a t night finds anothe r on his hands and knees, searching for something unde r a s t r e e t l ight . "Wha t a r e you looking for?", the first man asks; "I lost a qua r t e r , " the othe r replies. The first man gets down on his hands and knees to help, and after a long while asks "Ar e you sur e you lost i t here?". "No," replies the second man, " I lost i t down the street. But thi s is where the light is.”
― Anonymous