The Empty Dashboard
The dial-up modem sang its screeching hymn through the walls of 437 Emerson Street, a converted garage in Palo Alto where the future was being invented by men who still wore socks with sandals. David Chen, twenty-seven years old and six months into building the company that would make him rich or break him entirely, listened to that modem song the way monks listen to plainsong — with reverence...
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