It's now time for just the terror with Nick Guerra. the camera phone. A couple of months ago my my friend's cousin, a single mother, bought a new cell phone.

After a long day of work, she came home and placed her phone on the counter and went to watch TV.

Her son came to her and asked if he could play with her new phone.

She told him not to call anyone or mess with text messages and he agreed. At

around 11.20 p.m. she was drowsy.

So she decided to tuck her son in and go to bed.

She walked to his room and saw that he wasn't there.

She then ran over to her room to find him sleeping on her bed with the phone in his hand. Relieved, she picked her phone

back up from his hand to inspect it.

Browsing through it, she noticed only minor changes such as a new background, banner, etc.

But then she opened up her saved pictures.

She began deleting the pictures he had taken,

until only one new picture remained.

When she first saw it, she was in disbelief. It was her son sleeping

on her bed, but the picture was taken by someone else above him, and it showed the left

half of an elderly woman's face.

Ticket, please. I live in the very south of Brazil. I don't really know if it's the same in other

countries but here there are always two employees on buses the driver and the ticket revizer.

The ticket revizer is a job often taken on by interns.

Very young people probably on their first job, just trying to make some money to spend with friends, and one of the thousands of pubs we have here in town.

Today, I'm 22 years old and on a slow-rising software developing career,

but when I was 16, was one of those interns.

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