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the multimillion-dollar sums that went to people I suspected had done indelible harm to coworkers

San Francisco was the final stage of a prelapsarian era, the end of our generational Gold Rush, an unsustainable age of excess.

marching around like they knew something; casting aspersions on my all-encompassing tech-centric identity

Nightmare, I thought. I eyed the back door. The prospect of engaging in therapeutic maieutics with a group of strangers was stressful

Within a few years, the founder, a chelonian ex–hedge funder, would become the wealthiest person in the world and undergo a montage-worthy makeover