Val's P.OV

The contract was a maze of abstract threats, but the internet was a gallery of concrete ones. My head was spinning from the legalese, from the terms like “net receipts” and “perpetual license.” I needed to see what this was really about. What did a “Collab House” actually do? What was the raw, unfiltered product they were so desperate to own a piece of?

I opened a new browser tab. My fingers, stained with ink from my frantic note-taking, hovered over the keyboard. I ...