Once, in 1974, a wild-eyed man wearing a doomsday sandwich board in Times Square passed me handbill all about the Satanic illuminati, looming End Times, and purported microchips that will be embedded in every citizen's skin by the Powers That Be in the not-so-far-off future. "This is paranoia," I thought, cranking up my hubris. Shortly thereafter began the final days. And the UPC symbol became the new face of god.
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