I could make any number of identity analogies on the topic of how Andre, despite a long history between the two of us, failed to recognize me last night at the Ping party.
I could write about the tenous nature of trust, the challenges of biometrics, or the ups and downs of relationships.
But for now, the pain is too fresh, the wound too raw.
I'll just sit here in the darkened hotel room, listening to my music.
1 comment:
Wonder if it's an issue with scaling (too many connections) or did you simply not renew the keys (and the trust expired).
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