Four days without phones

Trad wives, fake texts, early influencers, AI education and the Roman empire

One of the last photos from our dearly departed phones.

On August 30 — technically the 31st, just a beat after 12 a.m. — Jason and I were walking back to our hotel from a bar in Oaxaca when two men leapt up after us from a dark doorstep. The interaction was wordless, almost choreographed: I’m not sure it lasted more than half a minute. But it left us wit…