The Library

Everything here is real, shelved, and one email away. Borrow it, or argue with me about it.

Inventory, not claims. Anyone can write "I love reading" on a portfolio; a catalogued, borrowable shelf is evidence. Sci-fi framed the thinking; the rest of the room explains the rest.
The curated tier: the sixty-second visitor finishes this shelf and has the whole point. Numbered amber dots are Start Here — how the owner thinks, in five books, in order.

1–5 = start here. How I think, in five books, in that order.

Complete inventory behind the curated tier. Every theme shows its first row; the dashed tile opens the full shelf. Nobody faces the whole collection uninvited, but all of it is two interactions away.
Same argument as the shelves: curation is the evidence. Thirteen links with a reason each beats a hundred bookmarks. Static on purpose — nothing fetches, nothing breaks, every URL checked before shipping.

The unbound shelf. Sites and papers that shaped me as much as anything in the stacks — nothing to borrow here, everything read where it lives.