Last night I went to a Halloween party. The music was deafening, everyone was dressed like Heidi Klum, and everyone was pretending not to notice the frequent disappearances into the bathrooms. Sometimes it was one person, sometimes two. They'd vanish for thirty seconds, maybe a minute. Then they'd stumble out, eyes wide, cheeks flushed, grinning like they'd just seen God. I asked one guy how he could do all that and still function normally. He grinned and said, "Everyone does it." So I followed him and pushed open the bathroom door. To my surprise, there weren't plates of powder, but a gleaming cell phone, trembling slightly in someone's hand. The screen displayed: @euphoria_fi They weren't doing drugs. They were making small transactions. Suddenly, everything made sense.