The rise of the cell phone has changed my favorite New York activity in two ways.
First, when I see someone walking towards me on the street who appears to be talking to themselves, I have to decide if this person is talking on a cell phone or if it may be a good idea to cross the street.
This is surprisingly easy with practice.
Second, I get to eavesdrop on half of what would normally be a private conversation, just a little out of context, with little effort on my part.
Overheard today: "You'd look like, you'd look like, you'd basically be a freak in a sheet."
Huh.
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