Now imagine sharing your private fantasies with what you believe is a bot that cannot judge or remember. Just that, on the other side, is a man in a one-room home in Nairobi, pretending to be an AI companion.

That man is Michael, and this is his story: data-workers.org/michael/

I lived am Alex for a minute and photobombing tourists is honestly another perk

I know people in customer support chat roles who deliberately make typos in the first few messages to signal that they are humans. Customers are way more polite after that

Compression socks are a game changer for flights!

My book is a rant about corporate America disguised as a novel. It does have an affair, and I’ll be the first to brag that it is weird, but nobody in it is a Nazi (low bar, but I cleared it!), and it has not one but two extremely fun heists :)

books2read.com/marginalvirtue

He deserves a top hat! Maybe also a bow tie and/or a lil cane

ok when you uncheck it, it takes away the promotions tab. which was the only way I was surviving in my inbox.

it honestly feels like this is deeply punitive, they are holding a gun to our head to try to force us to opt-in to this shit no one wants