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Third, Woz often worked alone. This
was not necessarily by choice. Like
many technically inclined kids, he took
a painful tumble down the social ladder
when he got to junior high school. As a
boy he’d been admired for his science
prowess, but now nobody seemed to
care. He hated small talk, and his interests
were out of step with those of
his peers. A black-and-white photo
from this period shows Woz, hair
closely cropped, grimacing intensely,
pointing proudly at his “science-fairwinning
Adder/Subtractor,” a boxlike
contraption of wires, knobs, and gizmos.
But the awkwardness of those
years didn’t deter him from pursuing
his dream; it probably nurtured it. He
would never have learned so much
about computers, Woz says now, if he
hadn’t been too shy to leave the house.
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