Telephone Box

You want to be Humphrey Bogart. Make some life changing calls under the crescent moon? Hot box a phone box like a G from the late 19th century perhaps? Your prerogative, not mine, and you’ll upset the local constabulary to boot. Rinse your twenty deck o’ Bensons and your otherwise obsolete coinage. All at the pleasure of a telephone that offers a worse than evens chance of clear connection. Why not rather, on the say-so of Alanis Morissette; just keep one phone in your pocket, and another one for your business line? That sage wisdom will save you the need to make use of the deteriorating functions of this booth. But please... by all means... let it feature in your instagrammaticals. God knows, we must yet remain swag.