It’s early fall, and I’m at my favorite cafe in London. What the? Twitter’s a cemetery. Populated by ghosts. I call them the “ists”. Journalists retweeting journalists…activists retweeting activists…economists retweeting economists…once in a while a great war breaks out between this group of “ists” and that…but the thing is: no one’s listening…because everyone else seems to have left in a hurry.
Why Twitter’s Dying (And What You Can Learn From It)
umair haque
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I’ve been sharing the same feeling since quite a while. It sadly looks deserted now. What a pity!

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