In a bar, a poet meets the man behind the drug that saved his life — discovering how science, faith and chance created a future thought impossible.

“You are going to die young.” The first time I heard those six words, they were jarring. And I chuckle when I hear them.

Every conversation you have with an AI — every decision, every debugging session, every architecture debate — disappears when the session ends. Six months of work, gone. You start over every time.