During a pandemic/climate crisis/political nightmare, group texts will be the joy/end/misery of us all.

When 47 texts come through in five minutes, Billy, a 31-year-old in New York City, thinks there’s a family emergency brewing. “And then it’s a GIF of a baby farting,” he says. “I don’t need the anxiety, folks.”

↩︎ The Washington Post

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