This well written piece in the Chicago Tribune paints a really kinda creepy portrait of an Illinois Netflix warehouse. As to where the creepiness comes from, it seems to be a combination of the outward secrecy and the way a working day inside bears a passing (only passing, mind you) resemblance to life in some dystopic bureaucracy. Wonder how many copies of Brazil they have.
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