Crimson neon bleeds onto the sidewalk, illuminating a jagged silhouette in leather and safety pins who glares at the headlines regarding the recent smut production arrests. I watch the chaotic crowd part for a cruiser, the driver watching like a silent smokey through the rain-slicked glass.
Inside the shop window, the first Star Wars action figures stand in rigid, plastic formation, destined to be the artifacts that define this commercial pivot. Their stiff capes look remarkably primitive against the backdrop of a world about to be rebuilt by the microchips hummed by these early Apple II hobbyists.
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