The billionaire blinked. “Why not?”
“Look!” he shouted, pointing at a dense ring of balls. “The vortex prefers the wall! The math says it should be in the center, but the wall is winning!” leif ristroph
While other physicists at NYU chased esoteric strings and dark matter, Leif chased the annoying things. The things that buzzed, wobbled, or fell over. The billionaire blinked
His greatest obsession began with a janitor. Late one night, Leif was trying to calibrate a wind tunnel when the building’s custodian, a man named Earl, wheeled his cart past the lab. a man named Earl