There wasn’t one singular event that made me finally break down and buy a printer a few years ago—though one particularly frustrating afternoon spent trying unsuccessfully to remember my Gmail password at a FedEx to download a single PDF attachment does stand out. But every now and then, I found myself having to spend a lunch break and $1.29 to print out a return shipping label, a work contract, or a script for a sketch class I was taking. And, frankly, it was kind of a pain in the ass. 

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