By Latika M
The smart-phone. Her
sworn frienemy. An innocuous-looking
super-slim device that had become the remote control to her life; governing her
actions, draining her of social etiquette faster than she could drain its
battery. Short, sharp pings would distract her at family functions and
get-togethers, causing her to forgo her manners in favour of checking the
number of likes her cheesecake photo had received on Facebook, or the number of
re-tweets her latest outraged outburst on the state of Sydney's traffic had
acquired or the number of followers she’d gained on Instagram – the LED
illuminating her face and bringing to light her not-so-secret addiction.
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