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Ah, the travails of a startup. It looks as though many of us are gonna be toast. All the execs are off in California at a board meeting and haven't been around in a while. Their silence speaks volumes. Everyone is kind of laughing in a whistle-in-the-dark kind of way.
Two guys here, when asked where they were going for lunch, laughed: "Montreal."
People are placing bets on who will go and when the proverbial shit will hit the fan. Is this all paranoia or conjecture? I should work on my resume.


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