At some point, Moscow decisively split into two parallel layers. In one, we write prompts, discuss brain interfaces, and take a closer look at the workspaces of ML developers. In the other, we still drink cocktails on wooden verandas to DJ sets and sketch facades with a pencil on paper.
We like this contrast. A combination that sounds weird exactly until your first transition from a laptop screen to a ping-pong table. This week, we built our schedule on this exact principle: clashing pure technological rationale with straightforward urban hedonism.
The editorial choice is an attempt to keep the balance. First, we figure out how production survives in the era of AI agents, and then we go watch rebellious French cinema.