Everyone is in a rush School kids all over the place ‘Is it monday?’ Yelling touts and passengers scurrying off make up the rest of the bustle. Two, three steps into the hustle, A whiff of Omena tickles my… Continue Reading →
Roger was a hacker. The companies he had wronged hated him; the ones he’d helped to secure their systems adored him. But his peers, especially novices in IT, worshipped him. He never wore official trousers, shirts, or jackets. He never… Continue Reading →
You wake up with the rising sun, Drench your blood in your favorite variant of nicotine or caffeine, You are wired to toil till the sun sets, Fueling at preordained intervals. The moonlight glow marks another chance to rest, To… Continue Reading →
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