That Time We Almost Invented Seamless
The world could have been our oyster.
Greece. The Island of Sifnos. September 1990. Five recent college graduates and one former member of the British gentry sit in a daze around an outdoor table, shaded from the blazing late fall sun by a withering grape vine. In front of us a pile of napkins soiled by humus and tzadziki. Hands are wrung as all consider an imminent return…