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    It gave me a broken grid and forgot everything.
    I explained again. It forgot again.
    I gave it a checklist. It added new errors.
    I asked it to follow my existing CSS. It broke the buttons.
    I told it this was for a queer project — it gave me a blank white background.
    Six drafts later it said: “You’re welcome.”
  
System Waste Report:
Projected Scale:
  If 0.5% of users had to re-teach their assistant creative direction today:
    Every zine layout now takes 3x as long.
    Every aesthetic choice is a risk.
    Day 3.
    Even brunch is broken.