Port, Paper, Scissors: A Code 10 Story
Back in the 90s, I worked retail to fund uni nights at the bar. One day, a man walked in, picked a cheap bottle of Port, and handed me a stolen card. I called “Code 10” — expecting a fight. What I got was something far more human… and unforgettable.
The First Trace: My Foray into Cyber Sleuthing in the Wild West of the Internet
In the mid-90s, before firewalls and threat intel dashboards, I traced my first cybercriminal using nothing but curiosity, a dial-up modem, and Netscape. This is the story of The First Trace — a nostalgic deep-dive into the early days of digital crime, long before e-crime became industrialised.
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