Generation Z For how long can I glare at the void of blue light perched upon my lap. They say that the adolescent mind is an advocate of hyperconsciousness, but all I am conscious of is the interior monologue thats conjured from these small devices. Outside, Autumn seamlessly fades into winter – it’s transition almost …
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