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This morning on the bus on my way to a grant_writing_workshop, I sipped tea from a thermos and saw a woman across from me talk into one end of her silvery-thin iPhone. She held it up to her mouth like it was something to drink. That, combined with my own sensation of drinking from a mug, brought an image to mind: Robin's flask - her pirate prop for the Pirates of Penzance play. Since she's a bit older, she gets to sit down more often and take a few swigs from her silver flask. Mug + iPhone = flask. Minds are weird.
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