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Suddenly I have the sensation of surfing. How energetic! Pixels of spray gently splash on my face, a sweet vibration rings in my ears. JJ tells me to duck and prepare to enter the tube. If I can just stay on my mouse! I do and we arrive. The place is the worldwide bank-chit-chat page [www.comm.globspeak], an exclusive club where you need half a million airmiles to get invited. JJ says he spends most of his day browsing through it, and I ask whether this is why he hasn’t left the office for two weeks and seems to be completely out of touch with the staff. |
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