So Long, AIM. For Years, For Millions, You Were the Internet

The best preservation of my middle- and high-school years doesn’t exist in a yearbook or in a diary. All you need to know about me, between the ages of 12 and 17, you could find in my AIM chat logs. AOL—or Oath, or Verizon, or whatever the messy conglomerate of failed internet companies turned confusing …

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