"Turning up the collar of his currency-patterned jacket and softly whistling a watermark, he vanished into the digital night."
-- last line of the last story in Permission Denied, an anthology of DRM dystopia stories
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"Turning up the collar of his currency-patterned jacket and softly whistling a watermark, he vanished into the digital night." -- last line of the last story in Permission Denied, an anthology of DRM dystopia stories
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