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Fiction

René Descartes Loses His Phone

Judah Crow follows Descartes as he seeks that which one must have always.

I remember when René Descartes lost his cell phone. He’d come up to visit us in Port Townsend, Washington, where we’d been living for a few years. Descartes liked the quiet of the town: he liked seeing deer in the street instead of cars, and that the few cars were driven by grayhairs, who drive very slowly. He also liked the spring rain – which was frankly driving me crazy after a long, gloomy winter. But then he lost his phone.