En upptäcksresande i New York:
Note that someone still cares enough to keep the overhead light in proper working order. Close the door (be amazed that they even have doors), and you’ll find yourself in a veritable fishbowl plunked down in the center of Manhattan.
The walls actually keep out a good amount of sound, and it’s surreal to look out at the world around you with something you don’t usually get on a busy Manhattan avenue: personal space.
It’s funny to think how the idea of an enclosed space to have a phone conversation now seems like an incredible luxury. I
Jag minns inte när Telia började riva telefonkioskerna i Stockholmstrakten men det måste vara år sedan jag såg en sist.
(Via Daring Fireball)
