Opera on the green machine On Friday, I received a call from Opera's accounting department. That normally means trouble. My warning lights starts flashing. There's a package for you waiting here. I'm looking for the invoice for customs purposes. Can I open it? Sure, I said, hoping to quickly return to whatever I was doing. There's no invoice inside. Strange. The value has been declared to be 100 d
{{#tags}}- {{label}}
{{/tags}}