Wi-Fi is coming to the New York city subway…this summer, malaka.
Hannah Miet groans:
Cell phone reception was bad enough, but this is the last straw. We are being denied the basic liberty to pretend we did not receive an email on off-hours. We have lost the freedom to guzzle coffee, scan the tabloids and have wordless existential meltdowns as we travel to the places where we pretend to be competent worker bees. The subway was for dreamers, drunks, and the halfway-caffeinated masses. The subway was our dirty, mobile, oyster. Now, the world is our office.
And everyone else will have to feel like we’re still not busy enough.
Take your last look, a couple talking — to each other (click).
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