The last phone booth I presented on this blog was blue. This one is red.
It was found near Lake Merced in San Francisco. This one no longer has a phone in it.
Phone booths are becoming part of the unused urban jungle. They are ripe for abuse and neglect.
No one cares about them anymore. If I had the funds, I’d open a phone booth museum. There is no phone booth museum anywhere in the world; however, one phone booth has been made into a museum. How clever is that.
The next time you use your cell phone, think about all of the lonely phone booths around the world that are suffering.
Say a prayer for them.by