"What’s wrong with it?" Leo had asked.
The technician, a wiry man named Leo who smelled of ozone and burnt coffee, called it "The Beast." Not with affection, but the way a zookeeper might name a man-eating lion. The official model was the Kyocera Jam 9000, and for three weeks, it had been the sole occupant of a reinforced cage in the sub-basement of the Federal Document Depository. kyocera jam 9000
Leo’s boss, a woman named Dr. Aris, had bought it at a Pentagon surplus auction. "It’s a printer," she’d explained, "built to withstand an EMP and print classified field manuals inside a moving tank. The paper path is titanium-reinforced. The fuser unit is nuclear-hardened." "What’s wrong with it