San Jose Massage Parlors: Face-off: The civil war inside Facebook
To be fair, Mark and his team were working round the clock at adding features to the site, and signing up more and more schools. At the rate they were going, they would surpass 500,000 members by the end of August — a pretty spectacular number. But with that incredible growth there came new problems. They were going to need more money soon: 500,000 users would burn a lot of server space. The company was still running on $18,000 Eduardo had deposited in a bank account; he’d given Mark blank cheques to draw on it. They’d soon have to hire real employees, get a real office, hire real lawyers.
Tonight’s party was at a club in a seedy stretch of massage parlours, cheque-cashing joints and fast-food restaurants. Eduardo saw a huge queue outside and a large man in a black suit with a headset by the door. The look on the man’s face as they approached said it all. It was San Francisco, sure, but even here there had to be standards. Eduardo gave their names and the man dutifully parroted them into his headset. Then he shrugged, surprised, and held open the door.
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