A guy walks into a bar—his skin radiant, his veins glowing with confidence. The bartender says, “What’ll it be?” He replies, “Something young and O-negative.”
While other dads coach Little League, this one harvests platelets.
Neighbors are reportedly “concerned” but also “mildly interested, because, The Beauty.
Sure, it’s creepy—but in Silicon Valley, who can tell the difference between health innovation and the first five minutes of a sci‑fi horror film?
