Cell- Phones

J Jan Oskar Hansen Jan Oskar Hansen
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Cell-phones I sat in the doctor`s waiting room while my wife was (as they used to say)under the doctor. The room was packed everyone sat looking at their phone and there were no magazines to read. I stole a glance at the cell-phone a lady next to me was looking at, family photos from yesterday`s party Everyone was taking a picture of everyone else. At the party, did they have time to eat the food, someone had taken pictures of that as well it is frightening to think people don`t know what is real unless they can see how good time they had at the gathering.

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