Futzing along at a meeting, paying rapt attention as always, a tab descends from the top of my iPad and withdraws. 'Georgie likes your photo.' Amused, I slowly turn around. The lad is sitting three rows behind me in the center section.
It's not so different from the old days, when John Dean would peruse Mad Magazine, disguised as a Watchtower magazine.
Photo: Per Olof Forsberg
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