 At the elevators we separate from our friends and their children and ascend to our room which is the same as their room and everybody's room and put the children to bed and sit on the balcony with our laptops and our phones where we look up his Twitter as we have every night since January. Here and there on other balconies we spot other men and women on other lounges with other devices engaged in much the same routine. Down below the lazy river runs a neon blue, a crazy blue, a Facebook blue.