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Scarlett O’Hare lounged against a large tree, appearing picturesque as usual. She scrolled on her iPhone in the shade.
“I created a new app called Instadam, where you can post all the random things that… quite frankly, you don’t give a…”
She paused.
“…damn about…”
She smiled, with mockery in her demeanor. The winds of time had passed… Yes, generations had come and gone… but she remained the same in the spirit of many who were born after her.
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Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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Comments (4)
Fiddle-Dee-Dee. I’ll check the AppStore and download it right away
This feels like a prologue to something bigger...
A typical story of wanting all and ending up empty handed. Your last sentence is so on point, many Scarlets are still here. Well said. Insta...ugh.
hahaha 😝 instadam is great, I tried instagram once and I didn't really like it... and frankly, it's over-rated lolol 😀