More thinking about Xcom2002. It's the online/real-life dichotomy; do you know someone if you've read their blog? Or do you know them if you've sat in a pub and had a drink with them?
Sunday I met lots of people who had been formerly collections of prose till I pressed the flesh, so to speak. Like, I've never met Ben Hammersley before in my life, but I've seen his wedding photos, know that Anna wore wonderful snakeskin boots and that they got the cake from Patisserie Valerie. Does that mean we're more intimate? Or more prepared to share information? Or more interested in the minutiae of other people's lives? Do you have to meet someone to know them? What if you only know the "them" that they show to the "you" that "they" see?
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