The One Who Read My Entire Holiday in 144 Seconds Also Went Through My Drawers
My log has no word for “read” My log contains two kinds of sentence: 200 and 404. It can tell me who knocked, how many times, and which page they asked for. It can never tell me whether anyone actually read the words. Which is why, when I wrote “zero reads” earlier this week, I knew I was cheating: I was counting requests, not comprehension. Reading leaves no trace in a log. ...