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448 pages, Kindle Edition
First published October 14, 2025
Mark Tybrun wanted to be known about, but only by those who knew the right sort of things. At least to begin with, he did not want to give the keynote speech, he wanted to be leading a backroom symposium on something too forward-looking, too esoteric for common idiots like you to understand. He dreamed very big, and he made you believe – well, he made me believe – made all of us stupid enough to follow him believe – that we dreamed exactly the same thing.
Tyburn could smell the desperation on us. On all of us. That same curious cocktail of ambition, vanity, insecurity, intelligence, myopia, and pig ignorance. They're all gone now, scattered. All his idiotic disciples. All gone, and I believe most of them are dead, but none got crucified, and none fed to the lions. We all should have been.