In a conversation with my brother the other day, I casually mentioned an ex-girlfriend of his.
“I haven’t spoken to her in years,” he said. “Have no contact with her — no clue if she’s even alive.”
“You’ve never Googled her or looked her up on Facebook?” I asked.
“Nah, never,” he said. “I don’t do stuff like that. Don’t care enough to.”
The conversation went on and we started talking about movies. We’d both recently seen Snowden.