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	<title>Comments on: Sushi-ish</title>
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		<title>By: EZ</title>
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		<description>I have a 70&#039;s dial telephone (avocado, of course) that I display with some other antiques in the living room. My girlfriend&#039;s 10-year old daughter was trying to figure out how it worked, never having used one before, so I hooked it up and had her dial someone&#039;s number. For her, it was a &quot;cell-phone appreciation&quot; moment. She couldn&#039;t believe how long it took to dial, and there was no redial if the number was busy (not that we get many busy signals anymore). For fun, I kept it hooked up for a few days, and made some phone calls on it, noticing the feeling of being much more connected to the person on the other line. The sound was clearer, cradling the heavy receiver felt kinesthetically better than holding a cordless phone, and being tethered to the phone itself meant I had to sit there and talk, to really be with the person, as opposed to walking around doing dishes or waiting in line at Starbucks. I didn&#039;t realize how much of the experience of talking on the phone had changed since I was a kid. But the part that felt really good was being able to slam the receiver down, when called for (telemarketers, robo-calls, etc.); contrasted with simply pushing the off button on my cell phone, the feel of the hard plastic hitting hard plastic along with the two bells inside ringing out in protest, it was a much more satisfying experience.</description>
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