What My Ill-Advised Return to Facebook Reminded Me About Online Communication

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I left Facebook in a spitting haze of anger last year.

I vowed never to return. It’s a vow I’d have kept, had I not stupidly offered to manage my best friend’s Facebook page last month. She’d just bought a gorgeous little tea room in our hometown, realising a long-held dream in the process. The sale included ownership of the popular…