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Veteran
I hate cellphones. Mine must radiate like a plutonium bar because it makes my head warm, gives me a funky headache, and has the ability to switch electronic devices in my room on and off at will. And it sings freaky little songs to me through my speakers in what would otherwise be pleasant silence.
A cellphone with special powers - like a camera - will never find its way into my pocket.
A cellphone with special powers - like a camera - will never find its way into my pocket.