Last Friday night I was in a psychedelic haze, and decided to look you up on Instagram. I found you, finally, at around 2:30 am, and noticed you post three of the most beautiful and fascinating photos (it may have been the magic, but I don’t think so), and then take them down again ten minutes later. Why did you do that? They (and you) are wonderful. —Partner in shame
This article appears in Aug 25-31, 2016.
