You really thought those shower filters worked?

Thankfully, someone did the pH test that none of us dared to try.

I’m writing this from a ferry going from Buenos Aires to Montevideo in Uruguay. The boat feels like a mall because it has grand staircases and a small department store on-board. The seats on the boat are like those big cushy leather ones that they have on private jets or in your grandfather’s TV room. They tint the large windows of the boat so you can only see your reflection, not the storm or waves outside. The reason is unclear to me.

Today’s letter covers:

• The weird feeling of running into the same people over and over in Buenos Aires, and the Listification of travel

• Alison Roman’s national tour

• The thing in your pocket that is killing your boner (it’s not your Wellbutrin)