by Brian S. Brijbag, Esq. Every night, they came in droves – leathered, liquored, spiritually limber. Stadiums shook with the seismic sincerity of 80,000 people pretending they weren’t pretending. But in Section A, Row 12, upstage left of the main screen, just above the fourth subwoofer, there lived a pixel. A single, glowing, tremoring green pixel. It

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