Chapter 9: When Channels Aren’t Enough

Thursday afternoon, rain pattering against the archive windows

Eleanor had rearranged the small study room—moved the desk closer to the window so they could watch the weather while they worked.

Ethan arrived with his laptop, a paper bag that smelled of fresh croissants, and two cups of Ethiopian coffee from the specialty roaster around the corner.

"You remembered," Eleanor said, accepting a cup.

"Always. The new roast this week—you’ll like it." He unwrapped the croissants. "They’re still warm."

Eleanor took a sip. "Perfect. Now, about mutexes..."

“Last time we talked about channels," Eleanor began, not looking up from her notebook. "The Go way. Share memory by communicating."

"Right. Send data through channels,…

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