I think I’m the only one in the first world that still owns an Android. I knew it was a fool move at the time, but I was hypnotized by a smooth talking latino salesmen. Now I’m looking at flights to Arizona because I plan to throw it into the Grand Canyon. It’s the only way to find closure for the suffering this thing has caused me.
Before I depart, though, I have to backup old photos, contacts, etc… to transfer to my new device. As agonizing as this process can be, it’s a good opportunity to take personal inventory; to reflect on the past 2 years and realize how entertaining my time here in NYC has been.
I’m enjoying aggressively discarding most data on the “phone”, like a battered old snake molting one more layer, but there are some texts that I REFUSE to delete:
1. Do you want…
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