LA NANO

So what became of the Nano? Let’s just say it fell into good hands.

The hands of someone who woke up this morning about an hour before her usual waking time, sat in the corner of her bedroom next to the forced-heating vent, and, through eyes squinty in the dark, navigated the click wheel to find Fox on the Run or Cherchez la Femme or the theme from the most-recent Japanese Pokemon movie.

Good hands. Good hands.