Greetings from the laundromat

I write this from a laundromat in Austin, Texas – still here after attending all the SXSW activities. Cultural disconnect is starting to kick in – I feel like a fly on the wall of a 70s B-movie (one where the characters enjoy omnipresent free wi-fi with portable computers that aren’t made of wrought iron). This place, though, closes at 2am. The sign on the door, “Last Wash: 1am”, is almost apologetic. This I can get behind!

More reflection on the Austin craziness to follow.

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