Minns du telefonkiosken?
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)