It's a little like a TV crime scene here in Silicon Valley: "Move along folks. Nothing to see. Move along."
But I've stopped for a glimpse anyway. I don't know what I expect: Jim Clark is no Andy Warhol, nor is Marc Andreessen an Edie Sedgwick (or even a Jackie Curtis). No glamour here, folks. No celebrities. No flashbulbs popping.
Yet there is a strange fascination.