Chapter . The Morning After
In “reality” it was 8 a.m., and I was sitting in a small apartment above a canal in Holland. Outside the snow was gently falling on some ducks, which were huddled together from the cold. All I had in the fridge were a few pieces of waxy herring and some orange juice that had gone acidic days ago. And I was starting to shiver. Meanwhile, in Second Life, the party was winding down a bit. Korya and four others were still joking and dancing. It was 2 a.m. in Second Life, which is also to say that it was 2 a.m. where the Second Life servers were located, in Pacific Standard Time. Eventually, I logged out and after warming myself in the shower I went to sleep as the sun headed for early afternoon.
The next morning—I mean the ...
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