This is a bright guy sitting across from me in my office. Early 20s. Funny. Charismatic. Clothed and framed out of Elvis Costello's 1978 closet, and so suffused with post-ironic, post-modern, geek-cool that every word he speaks is loaded with world-weary wisdom and nerd-fighter hopefulness at the same time. He's here for advice. We've never met before. Lately, I've been asked to do this more and more. I usually say no -- if I didn't, I'd be doing it all day. But when I say yes, it's because the ...
This is a bright guy sitting across from me in my office. Early 20s. Funny. Charismatic. Clothed and framed out of Elvis Costello's 1978 closet, and so suffused with post-ironic, post-modern, geek-cool that every word he speaks is loaded with world-weary wisdom and nerd-fighter hopefulness at the same time. He's here for advice. We've never met before. Lately, I've been asked to do this more and more. I usually say no -- if I didn't, I'd be doing it all day. But when I say yes, it's because the ...
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