He looked at the SharpKeys 3.9.3 window, still open on his desktop. Its grey, unadorned dialog box had become a kind of scripture. It didn't want his money, his data, or his attention. It only wanted to write a few bytes to the registry and then get out of the way.
He downloaded the file—a humble 617-kilobyte executable from a website that looked like it hadn't been updated since the Clinton administration. No slick installer, no subscription pop-ups. Just a grey dialog box with the cold, honest title: . sharpkeys 3.9.3
He pressed it again. ? .