I opened Instagram for five minutes before bed last week and closed it forty minutes later feeling like I’d missed an entire life. Someone was at a concert. Someone else had just gotten an internship offer. A girl from my school was in Bali. None of this had anything to do with me, and somehow all of it did. Around the same time, IPL tickets for a Mumbai match were reselling for eight times face value, and the thing that pushed people to pay it wasn’t the seats. It was a small line on the app that said 212 people were looking at the same page right now. It doesn’t tell you anything about the seats. It tells you how many other people are currently panicking, which somehow works even better. ….[READ]
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