Describing an evening in Los Angeles, I said, “We went to that cafe under the cell tower disguised as a tree.” When I got puzzled looks, I elaborated. “The fake trees. They’re everywhere,” I said. “You think they’re real and then you notice. The foliage is plastic, to hide the wires.” The blank looks had now turned to amused, cautious concern. “And
Big Tech wreckers
Feb 05, 2024
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