While walking through the station this cold, cold morning I noticed that every single electrical outlet had someone’s phone plugged in, often with someone on the other end of the cord
While walking through the station this cold, cold morning I noticed that every single electrical outlet had someone’s phone plugged in, often with someone on the other end of the cord
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