Dear Diary:
I was waiting for the No. 1 train on the underground platform at the 79th Street station when a cellphone rang. The faces of nearby people expressed annoyance, but only the man sitting next to me complained.
“I hate phones that work in the subway. Maybe it’s hard to believe, but this is my quiet time. My reading time.â€
I stifled a laugh.
It was his phone that had rung.
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