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FULL DISCUSSION
 

Midway upon the journey of our debugging
I found myself within an exception,
For the straightforward console.log had not been working.
Ah me! how hard a thing it is to say
What was this session, long, exhausting, and unproductive,
Which in the very thought renews the headache.

So bitter is it, kernel panic is little more;
But of the good to treat, which there I found,
Speak will I of the bugfix I wrote there.

I cannot well repeat how there I entered,
So full was I of linting errors at the moment
In which I had abandoned the right way.

But after I had reached a stack’s trace,
At that point where the stderr terminated,
Which had with consternation pierced my shell,

Upward I scrolled, and I beheld its cursor,
Vested already with that red flags,
Which leadeth others right by every log.

PS: This is Dante’s Inferno

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