The day was nearing to a close. The sun has already set, but that Friday evening in Amsterdam was still warm. Unusually warm, in fact, for those late days in March – as if spring decided to bless my pilgrimage, for that pilgrimage was not jovial. I was sitting at a ramen joint, sipping on the broth. To my left, a blue, crinkled supermarket shopping bag was sitting solemnly, inconspicuously. Inside that bag sat a slightly used Mac Studio, which I have just purchased to be able to edit CSS of...
