“You’ll have twenty. No notes.”
August stood up. “Algorithms didn’t fall in love. They didn’t build this industry. Mira did.” He looked at her. “Let’s make something people will remember after their screens go dark.”
“Go ahead, Mira,” August said softly.
“You’ll have twenty. No notes.”
August stood up. “Algorithms didn’t fall in love. They didn’t build this industry. Mira did.” He looked at her. “Let’s make something people will remember after their screens go dark.”
“Go ahead, Mira,” August said softly.