Password Unprotected
Last week, my supervisor assigned me a new cell phone. She told me I would need to create a six digit pass code to secure it. “Six digits,” I muttered to myself as I considered various combinations. Perhaps Marilyn Monroe’s measurements (35-22-35)? A postal code for Bangalore, India (560 012)? My junior high gym locker combination? (I can’t remember it now, just like I couldn’t remember it then,…
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