In which a DEF CON N00b , Max, tries to be more extroverted while attending a Skytalks session. Drama ensues.
I never really cared for saunas, and the early-August Las Vegas atmosphere was far worse – 104 oppressive degrees with a thick, distasteful aroma of…some ungodly New York City subway-esque mixture best left unexamined. I tried not to breathe too deeply, as John and I exited the Flamingo and waited for the walk signal across Las Vegas Boulevard toward Caesar’s Palace. John looked down at me, a bit concerned.
“Max, you OK? You look kinda out of it”
“No, I’m good. Very excited to be attending DEF CON!”
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