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Factory smoke is like the soul of a gadget. If you break it, you let the soul out and it dies. No more working. Just a sad, broken piece of junk.
My phone died because I dropped it in the toilet. It screamed and let out all its factory smoke.
That laptop was fine until my sister poured coffee on it. Now it’s a sad, lifeless brick.
My game console died because I microwaved it. It didn’t even get a chance to say goodbye.