It’s not made by the pixies – but it comes from secluded places, so distant, that it might as well have been made by Martian pixie robots.
From one big shed with no windows to a container ship to another big shed with no windows. And then it appears – like magic.
In a wired world it’s mysterious how little we know about where our stuff comes from. Even though we don’t want to know.
But maybe one days these firewalls will start to burn up. The people who make the stuff we email with will email us. And in the meantime some people are following the empty containers back to China…