Webmarketers

The kid clicked.

“That’s not a product,” Leo said. “That’s a phobia.” webmarketers

He was one of eighty-three Webmarketers packed into the open-concept arena, but he felt utterly alone. That was the point. Solitude drove clicks. Desperation drove conversion. The kid clicked

Leo kept walking. He was a master of the human heart’s backspace key. He could delete doubt, overwrite stillness, paste anxiety, and publish loneliness in 0.3 seconds. webmarketers

“Then why are you still here?”

The pixels had just shifted from navy to corporate teal when Leo’s screen flashed

The Funnel greeted him with a cheerful “Welcome back, Leo. You seem tired. Want to feel something else?”