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Robert went on to explain how his set of metrics offered an accurate picture of whether the people who opened their phones to use our app were happy. I nodded along, not caring what he did, thinking instead of his profile on the internal wiki, which I’d scanned on the way to the meeting. He graduat…

“Too bad,” the vaguely familiar guy said. “We’re throwing a shindig at Franklin’s. Let me know if you change your mind.” I didn’t place him until he stepped off the bus: my study partner in the only computer science class I ever took. It was impossible to escape Stanford in San Francisco. I searche…

Vanessa Liao knew more about the Corporation than most of the people who worked there. She published the sharpest takes on the Corporation’s latest moves, since she’d known the news sometimes weeks in advance. Allie called her the Apple of reporters—not the first, but always the one with the most e…

My sister and her husband were staying in the city en route from Napa to Santa Monica for their delayed honeymoon. Cat suggested we meet at a wine bar near their hotel, off Market. I descended the stairs into a sleek, dimly lit cellar. Waiters delivered plates of cheese and charcuterie. A sommelier…

Noma turned to the car, idling out front. The passenger window came down, and Soren stuck his head out. “Beware the tyranny of petty things,” he shouted as the car pulled away. Noma laughed.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It’s nothing,” she said. But it wasn’t nothing: it was something Sore…