“I Was a Victim of Deepfake Porn”
itting in my son’s playroom while he was at day care, I stared at his train set, willing the wheels to move and distract me. An hour earlier, an acquaintance had rung my doorbell saying he needed to speak to me urgently. “It’s not good,” he explained. My heart began to pound – had something terrible happened to my son? I held on to the couch,
