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be enough. I had a flip phone. Basic, no internet. Parental controls locked to only two numbers, Gerald and Patricia. GPS tracking turned on. Patricia would text me if I walked more than two blocks from the house. I can see you’re at the grocery store. Don’t take long. Come straight home. I was 19 years old, and I was tracked like a criminal.

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