"Come on," said Mac, "let me show you around."
Timidly, I followed Mac through the door labelled "NO ENTRY" and suddenly found myself in a room full of computers and people.
"Lily," he said, "this is Zip Drive, FrostWire, Integer, Google, Baseball, Disabled, Gigabyte, WiFi, Steve, X-Box, Hackmaster, Denny's, Read Only, Immigrant, Couch, Router, A/C, Big Man, Amazon, Dvorak, Microchip, Tungsten, Quickfingers, Hip Hop, Universal Remote, Europe, Hotwire, Daredevil, T.I., CD-ROM, Fax Modem, Mastercard, Doubles, Cowboy, Ghost, Megapixel, First Class, FTP, Xanga, KaZaA, Thermodynamics, Lycos, Lawfirm, Booksmarts, and Piercing. Gang, this is Lily."
"Wow," I said with amazement, "This is amazing! I've never been in a real hacking subculture before"
"Ha ha ha," laughed the gang.
"lol Mac," said Disabled, as he wheeled his wheelchair over to us, "Where'd you download this one?"
"What does 'lol' mean?" I whispered.
"Laughter Out Loud," explained Mac.
"There's so much about your world I don't understand," I confided.
"You'll get the hang of things," he reassured. "Come on, let's get you plugged on to a console and see what you can do."
—Brendan Patrick Hennessy, 26 January 2009