In my inbox this morning, in defiance of all filtering devices both internal and ISP-provided, I found an unflagged piece of spam addressed to "Max" at my address from a "Marya" somewhere in Russia. Nothing too unusual, but the greeting was "Hello my Dear Stranger!", which made me smile. A year ago this morning I woke up beside my stranger for the first time, when I was still too shy of him to look him in the eye properly; he was rubbing my feet before he was fully awake, he made me breakfast, he... read more
