2002. Tokyo.
We drafted a document. A collection of shapes. With descriptions. We made an appointment with a purported software company. A CIA front?
We discussed my diagrams at the front's office near the NOT law firm, up on the hill. Hills in Japan suffer less subsidence. We took the subway. I had no name for the product.
Today, I call the idea Devil's Tower.
You call it Mr. SuckMyBerg's FB.
The doughnuts here are good.
