Gia’s smile widened. She picked up a second turquoise shark mug from behind her monitor—she’d clearly bought a pair—and held it out.
“I’m rigid,” Nicole admitted. “I use data to control things because the alternative is admitting I don’t know what I’m doing half the time.” nicole doshi and gia dibella
Nicole nodded. For a long moment, they just looked at each other—the analyst and the artist, the algorithm and the intuition. Gia’s smile widened
The collision happened on a Tuesday.
Gia’s smile widened. She picked up a second turquoise shark mug from behind her monitor—she’d clearly bought a pair—and held it out.
“I’m rigid,” Nicole admitted. “I use data to control things because the alternative is admitting I don’t know what I’m doing half the time.”
Nicole nodded. For a long moment, they just looked at each other—the analyst and the artist, the algorithm and the intuition.
The collision happened on a Tuesday.
