Once again, the groggy cyber-peasant looks around the privately owned caffeine and beige calorie-based establishment, looking for that fucking little scrap of paper with the key to their current puzzle. Secured, they selects their patron for the day: “wlan-trading-company” and enters the code “666-wifi-666.” With their ritual (that they invested the $4.34 on a hot beverage for) complete, their day begins...