When I pine for my phone, I can feel it on my skin, a tingle akin to a lover walking into the room. Patricia Lockwood calls it “the portal,” glowing with the promise of significance and connection. Smartphones act like the enchanted Mirror of Erised in Harry Potter, which shows us what our heart desires, but never allows us to reach out and take it. Dum…
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