The foundational letters — tracing the moral evolution of a hacker from control toward conscience.
The Hacker Files
The tunnel went live at 22:47 GMT. Both endpoints breathing. But no one answered. Days of silence. Then a week. When the reply finally came, five words shattered everything. Later I discovered the truth: my encrypted tunnel didn't save them. It marked them for execution.
The Hacker Files
(from the Author's note) These letters ask what remains of integrity when every act of repair leaves a trace of intrusion. Through letters written to my brother, I retrace the moral evolution of a hacker, from curiosity and control toward conscience and consequence. Each operation becomes an inquiry:
Letters
Each file I opened contained more than data; it contained the shape of the person I was when I wrote it.