““Tony Fulci reached out and took Dale’s phone from his hand. It was an old flip-top, and Tony stared at it curiously, the way a paleontologist might have examined a particularly obscure fossil. “I didn’t think they still made these,” said Tony. He handed the phone to Paulie, who amused himself by flipping it open and closed with a thumb that was roughly the size and shape of the top of a hammer. His fun came to an end when the phone snapped, leaving the screen dangling by a wire. Paulie shook it, like a cat trying to understand why a dead mouse wouldn’t play anymore. “That was the guy’s fuckin’ phone, man,” said Tony.””
