The DNM
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Last published Wed, May 4, 2016
What do nomads have in common with graffiti artists, hackers and electronic music DJs? What does your clothes have to do with the balance of political power. If you answered, "The Apocalypse!" you'd be correct.
The Digital Nomad Manifesto is a poem as much as a call to advance culture through kindness. Our technology is shifting, from written word to image-driven touch screens, and the shift in communications is changing our brains, the organization of our society.
The (R)evolution is inside us, and it is growing with every click and drag.
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