productive misunderstandings

my essay from MSCHF's new book "Made by MSCHF"

It’s a bright Los Angeles day. I’m having lunchat Soho Warehouse downtown. On the roof deck it smells like chlorine and diesel, the fumes from the line of delivery trucks leaving the distribution centers mingling with the smell of wet bathing suits and beach towels draped over chaise lounges. I’m with an early-twenty-something VC discussing the AI boom …