The Internet is dead. Every brand looks the same. Every café plays the same music. Every building is painted the same hues. To refine your taste, you need to leave the algorithm.

Wander into old bookstores - the kind that's an endangered species - the kind you'll tell your grandchildren about.

Read fiction. Observe how authors of old used to piece words together to build entire worlds in your head.

Find archive material. Of any genre. Look at the ideas of the men and women who came before us. Ideas that became ubiquitous inventions. Ideas that were never finished. There's so much gold in the past. Gold that's waiting for your magic to resurrect to life.

Your edge isn't going to come from someone with six mac mini AI agents. It's going to come from great taste. Very soon, it'll be the only differentiator left.