pimply, peach-fuzzed or scrawling-fat, thin-awkward, dorky, posing, not to mention their child-like vocabulary, their total-lack of control-and self-knowledge-selfishness, meanness. The past crumbles faster than what Tab is doing."
  "You know Tab?" Barry asked.
  "Tab… created me," said Chronic.
  "He made me with this." Chronic, leaned forward and handed him a crinkly decades-old magazine. Then snatched it away quickly. "Wait. First, this," he said, handing Barry a surveillance camera photograph of a meeting room. "Go ahead."