on Montparnasse in an obscure, coffee soaked corner with my roommate. We are in Paris in Starbucks on our laptops. We could not be more absurdly American. There are two people sitting across from us also on their laptops. Surprise! They are American too. No one else in here has a computer. No one else in here is in their own technological bubble. We are reinventing The Lost Generation: take that Gertrude Stein.