Getting The Call (or How I Learned to Stop Worrying About My Brother’s Instagram Account and Love My Hobby-Jobby)

A few months ago, I created an Instagram account so I could give a poor barefooted child a pair of shoes by posting a photo of my feet in all their calloused glory. Once my shiny new account was up and running, the app immediately suggested I follow a number of my Facebook contacts, including my younger brother. Like an enthusiastic Instanoob, I did so and came face to face with my little bro’s account.

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