A flashlight for campers
Since it’s still summer here in Montreal (and sweltering hot and humid, thankyouverymuchUGH), my brain is still stuck in the world of camping. When I used to go camping with my dad when I was a kid, I remember trying to pick my way to the bathroom down a rocky path with a little flashlight. It was the kind everyone had, the black handle with the little bit of red plastic wrapped around the glass. It worked well enough, but it was inevitable to find myself tripping over a root I hadn’t seen or nearly walking into a …read more

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