The ICE Machine: A chronicle of money, men and ice

Go. Post your glacier watch. Mount towers, build fires, and stand ready with alarms upon the ramparts. Icy things move along the gray horizon of our freedom, shrinking our world, feeding upon our warmth, devouring our love, freezing our dignity.Myths Lies Sex Boardroom Bottom lineMy friend, welcome to The ICE Machine.Your friend, Tik-Tok