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Not every Sudoku puzzle ends with a neat, satisfying solution. Some end with confusion, frustration, and an unfinished grid that stares back at me like it knows something I don’t. For a long time, those unfinished puzzles annoyed me more than they should have. Now, oddly enough, they’re my favorites. This post is about one particular Sudoku puzzle I didn’t solve—and why...