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Every day I'd leave my exploitative shared apartment full of people desperate to make it rich on VC money. They'd beg me to review their ideas or become co-founder, many didn't know how to code. I wasn't interested but I'd respond politely. That was already a curious enough thing, the desperate desire to become part of the rich when living in honestly awful conditions all in favor of the Silicon Valley dream.

Then I'd take the train to the Stripe office...