The Gradient at Noon
Two years after the IPO, Jordan Weiss stood in the glass-walled conference room on the sixth floor of the Sand Hill Road office and watched the 101 freeway crawl with the afternoon traffic, a river of metal and ambition inching toward destinations that none of its drivers would remember a year from now. The room smelled of new carpet, a smell that Jordan had once associated with possibility and...
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