The Ogomovies Dad operates on a different level of risk tolerance. While I panic over a legitimate streaming service asking for my credit card, Dad is out there clicking “Allow Notifications” on a site that has 47 redirects and a font that looks like it was designed in 2003. “It’s fine,” he says, as a Russian dating ad blares through the speakers. “Just close the window.”

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“No,” Frank sighed, smiling. “He didn’t.”