Hello Python! 

I speak German, conversationally. Actually, I have a repertoire of rehearsed German expressions that I execute (nearly flawlessly), to convince the less initiated that I have a mastery over the language: “Hallo, Guten Tag. Geht es alles gut mit dir? Ja, Ich spreche Deutsch; Ich habe es in der Oberschule studieren. Ich habe noch nie Deutschland besuchen, aber eines Tages, würde Ich mag es zu reisen. Warum bist du in Den Stadt?” Hello, good day. Is everything going well with you? Yes, I speak German; I studied it in high school. I haven’t visited Germany yet, but I would like to go there someday. What brings you to the city? At that point, after a nod of satisfaction and approval, my new Freunde will mimic, and obligingly switch to English. No one is the wiser.

This is roughly my relationship with programming languages.

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I struggle to reach for the generic acetaminophen Pain Reliever on the grocery shelf. The price tag shows a full 30% cheaper than the name-brand, and barring a few filler ingredients, its recipe list is exactly the same; yet, inevitably, what ends up in my shopping cart is Extra Strength Tylenol. For that matter, there’s Creamy Jif Peanut Butter, Unsalted Land of Lakes Butter, Silk Soy Milk, and Tostedos Tortilla Scoop Chips. With food, I enjoy my brands, which according to recent psychological analysis