Roo'd
Joshua Klein |
Fed was 18 when Tony got roo'd. He'd been prepping for earlycollege admission with late-night com-classes, goggled in andfinger-cramped over nasty circa-2009 C++ code examples whilelonging to toss it in for time to scan some flashy Java virii. Tonyhad been gone from his life for at least a couple years, five yearshis senior and a failure, as far as their folks saw it. Bailing outof a prestigious single-course curriculum at MIT, the rumor wasthat he'd crashed and burned on Pakistani kraft; carefullyengineered cold cells delivering a prolonged payload of top-flightmethamphetamines directly to the spongy flanges of his righthemisphere.
