The Monolith in your pocket is "watching" you ... especially if you went to Little St. James ... So much for any semblance of privacy

"It was terribly dangerous to let your thoughts wander when you were in any public place or within range of a telescreen [phone screen]. The smallest thing [like your phone] could give you away. A nervous tic, an unconscious look of anxiety, a habit of muttering to yourself, [a visit to Little St. James] – anything that carried with it the suggestion of abnormality [like pedophilia], of having something to hide. - a slight paraphrase and updating of a few lines - from 1984 by George Orwell

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a room on Epstein’s Island, don’t know how they didn’t know …

The “mental and physical intrusion of everything” connection, your cell phone, no matter where you are…