Sublime

margin? I know which one I want to be!”

The fliptop stenographer’s notebook was partly for effect, but it was also what Skip Atwater had gotten in the habit of using out in the field for background at the start of his career, and its personal semiotics and mojo were profound; he was comfortable with it. He was, as a matter of professional persona, old school and low tech.

Each day the team had a simple edict: don’t let YouTube.com crash.