When the Internet Speaks
Craigslist Gems, What My Body is Telling Me, and Angela Garbes (again)
I had a moment with Craigslist yesterday. I can’t remember now why I was there. Sometimes I pop on, fooling myself that I’m just there “to see if they have any cool-looking, cheap chairs,” whatever flimsy excuse I concoct for having a virtual shopping spree.
Tim uses the site with much more focus (enter a Freudian joke about the differences between us).…
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