Barbie's brows knit in concentration as she hammered out code, trying her best to ignore the two dudebro idiots gawking at her from behind the monitors.  "These little boys," she thought.  "Christ, I wish I could just write an app that would send them back to playing Call of Shoot You In The Face or whatever the hell derivative shooter they're drooling over now."  She swore that it was something she would ultimately do.  Hack for the world you want, Barbie, she reminded herself.  Not the one you have.

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      Barbie's brows knit in concentration as she hammered out code, trying her best to ignore the two dudebro idiots gawking at her from behind the monitors.  "These little boys," she thought.  "Christ, I wish I could just write an app that would send them back to playing Call of Shoot You In The Face or whatever the hell derivative shooter they're drooling over now."  She swore that it was something she would ultimately do.  Hack for the world you want, Barbie, she reminded herself.  Not the one you have.