Postcode hopscotch

[metrocentric]

A Saturday in light rain, and he was lost. He showed me the map on the screen of his phone, but those streets were not near that which we were in. Perhaps he'd emerged from the Underground and the GPS, or the mast triangulation, or whatever it is that allows spatial location of a device, had not caught up from his last detected location

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[that]

I am ambivalent about using the worldwide intellect to find my way around. It's very helpful in a strange city, but making my way across a state, I prefer paper maps. I study them and write myself notes. A robot's voice telling me where to go is not my idea of adventure.

[killsurfcity]

i hope you hugged him.