Getting Fried Part 1: The Week I Lost the Plot at Cogentiv.ai

The espresso machine at Cogentiv.ai is a twelve-thousand-euro Slayer with a custom brass drip tray that Malte had engraved with the company mission statement. The portafilter is shaped, I swear to god, like a small instrument of pleasure. Malte (our founder, thirty-seven, in the vestments of his order: Arc&rsquo;teryx Veilance gilet, Lemaire tee, Salomons that have never met a trail) is pulling a…