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Dom Stork is my closest friend. He’s generous. He’s funny in that his jokes aren’t. While I was plugging away at History, he graduated 1st class in Biophysics. He’s now Joint Head of Research for an industrial conglomerate. I’m sure he won’t mind me saying he’s the nearest I know to a polymath.

He’s also a good listener.

We were on the phone on a Sunday evening. I must have talked about Attenzi non-stop for three quarters of an hour and when I realized the time he simply wondered out loud: as the company is a function of the sum of its people over time, how well do they know each other? What do they know? What don’t they know?

I had no idea… I mean they seem to get along. Funny, where was my constructed empathy, the personal trait that apparently helped me get the job?

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