found_drama

There was an infinite row of sexless clones at spare computer terminals all entering commands into a mysql prompt. Except that it was always secure text entry, all the time. The screens looked like: **************** They all had shaved heads except me. I had my hair. This one guy leaned over to tell me that the row was so long it wrapped around the world and that the row actually continued around in front of us as well. When I turned to look at him though, he was gone. Replaced with an identical twin who didn’t know what I was taking about. ****************