Anonymous dreams of facebook
Co-working space with a series of cupboards and compartments. My friend Slobodan has a space next to me, but he's never there. He's old and overworked, so I worry about him. And I wonder whether or not he's still angry at me.
I post something on facebook about a travesty that has occurred in a third world country. I mean to be mordant and ironic with the quote I post, but two people, "friends" I barely know, respond with biting comments on my ignorance about the state of water rights in the world.
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