The Aesthetic

And so Simone leaned forward and said: “I love the Facebook.” (She was always doing that, adding the definite article in front of words that didn’t require it. She believed it made her sound foreign). “I signed up last month, and immediately all these people I hadn’t seen in years began sending me friend requests. People from my childhood, from high school, college, long lost members of my family. I enjoyed it greatly, then it struck me that Facebook wasn’t unlike death — my whole life was flashing before my eyes.” She sipped her coffee. “But then, of course, I didn’t die. Now I have 569 friends.”

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