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Hearing that Stallman is going to be in Silicon Valley,
I set up a lunch interview in Palo Alto, California.
The meeting place seems ironic, not only because of the
recent no-show but also because of the overall
backdrop. Outside of Redmond, Washington, few cities
offer a more direct testament to the economic value of
proprietary software. Curious to see how Stallman, a
man who has spent the better part of his life railing
against our culture's predilection toward greed and
selfishness, is coping in a city where even
garage-sized bungalows run in the half-million-dollar
price range, I make the drive down from Oakland.
I follow the directions Stallman has given me, until I
reach the headquarters of Art.net, a nonprofit "virtual
artists collective." Located in a hedge-shrouded house
in the northern corner of the city, the Art.net
headquarters are refreshingly run-down. Suddenly, the
idea of Stallman lurking in the heart of Silicon Valley
doesn't seem so strange after all.
I find Stallman sitting in a darkened room, tapping
away on his gray laptop computer.


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