My Dumbphone Made My Life Better. It Made Everyone Else’s Worse.

On a cloudy evening in June, after a leisurely dinner with an old friend, I told her I’d better call an Uber and pulled out my little black brick of a phone. “What is that?” she asked. It’s a Light Phone, I explained. A dumbphone, essentially. And technically, I wasn’t using it to order an Uber — it...

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