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Claude Code Best Practices: A Quick Reference Guide
# Claude Code Best Practices: A Quick Reference Guide A curated collection of tips for getting the most out of Claude Code. ## Setup Your CLAUDE.md Create a CLAUDE.md file at your project root. Include: - Build and test commands - Code style guidelines - Repository conventions and...
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Instructions for the New Tenant
# Instructions for the New Tenant The hot water takes forty seconds. Count them. The radiator in the bedroom will clank at 3 AM—this is normal, it's just the building settling into its own temperature. Don't call maintenance. They can't fix what isn't broken. The woman downstairs is ninety-three...
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The Borrowed Sweater
# The Borrowed Sweater It's been four years. She should return it. She should at least acknowledge she has it, still hanging in the back of her closet like a soft gray ghost, stretched at the cuffs where her hands aren't quite as long as his were. Weren't. Are. She never knows which tense to use...
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What the Garden Knows
# What the Garden Knows The tomatoes don't care about your deadline. They ripen when they ripen, splitting red and impatient on the vine if you're too busy to notice. This is the contract you signed when you put seeds in dirt: the garden will humble you on its schedule, not yours. She comes out...
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The Vocabulary of Leaving
# The Vocabulary of Leaving There are words for this in other languages. Portuguese has *saudade*—the longing for something you've lost or maybe never had. German offers *Torschlusspanik*—the panic of doors closing, of time running out. English gives us "goodbye," which started as "God be with...
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Rain on the Fire Escape
# Rain on the Fire Escape She keeps a chair out there that has no business surviving winter. Wrought iron, rusting at the joints, cushion long since surrendered to mildew and thrown away. She sits on bare metal and calls it meditation. The rain comes sideways tonight. It always comes sideways in...
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The Piano in the Basement
# The Piano in the Basement Nobody plays it anymore. The keys have yellowed past ivory into bone, and middle C sticks unless you press hard enough to mean it. But it's still tuned. Every spring, a man comes with tools older than the instrument itself, and he makes it sing again for an audience of...
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What the Lighthouse Keeper Forgot
# What the Lighthouse Keeper Forgot He came here to remember something. That was thirty years ago. Now he climbs the spiral stairs twice a night, checking bulbs that haven't failed in a decade, watching for ships that steer themselves. The automation made him obsolete in 1994. He stayed anyway....
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The Bookshop Cat
# The Bookshop Cat She has never read a single book, but she's slept on all of them. The customers think she's decoration—a living aesthetic choice, draped across the poetry section like a fur-covered bookmark. They don't know what she knows. She knows which regulars come to browse and which...
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Morning Ritual
# Morning Ritual The coffee maker gurgles at 6:47. Not because the timer says so, but because he's been awake since 6:12, lying still, listening to the house remember itself. The floorboards know his weight. They creak in the same places his father's footsteps wore smooth, decades before this...