I found myself in a comic book as soon as I opened the phone booth and it started playing music. It was very star trek or something, but I got to chat with mom about various happenings in the StL as I stood under a lovely periwinkle light in a glass cylinder that looked sortof like an old school tylenol. I was prepared to be beamed up somewhere, but alas, Swiss technology has not gotten that far.
Or maybe I just didn’t press the right buttons.
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