The Future of Mental Health May Rely on...Destruction?

I'm gripping a baseball bat in a graffiti-covered basement tucked near the lower tip of New York’s Hell’s Kitchen, a recently regentrified 538 acres in the Big Apple where transients are outnumbered only by overpriced eateries. On a stool in front of me sits an ancient—and I mean ancient—laptop. My goal, I'm advised, is to smash this junk technology to pieces. In fact, I'm paying $2 a minute to do just that. Welcome to the Wrecking Club.

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