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Microsoft's Patent Problem
pens writes "Microsoft suffered utter defeat at a crucial pretrial hearing in what appears to be the highest-stakes patent litigation ever--one in which a tiny company called InterTrust Technologies claims that 85% of Microsoft's entire product line infringes its digital security patents."
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claims that 85% of Microsoft's entire product line infringes its digital security patents
Patents aren't the only thing Microsoft is known for infringing. But you already knew that.
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